Deimos's gaze widened. Confusion appeared as he heard what Hades had murmured, the kind of realization that seemed to be filled with such madness and quickly he furrowed his eyebrows sharply.
"Do you think that I'm joking? That I won't be able to show her the real you?"
Hades looked down at him, his purple gaze looked out of sort, like a man who had gone batshit crazy.
"No," replied Hades as he covered his mouth, "You will try until you succeed."
Hades reached out his hand then and like a fool, Deimos stood still. Perhaps because he was taken aback by how Hades suddenly sounded as though he supported his ambition. Before Hades's finger ever touched him, however, his body was suddenly flung backward and a slender back faced him.
