Before Apollo could turn to reenter the throne room Hera walked on past the group, seemingly ignoring the lot of them. Shaking his head with his usual smile on his face, the young god followed, though he kept a little distance between himself and the queen of Olympus. Taking the seat he had held previously, Apollo waited for the others so they could get an answer.<br/><br/>Silently, Hephaestus followed the others and took his seat. He too was eager to know what sort of decision, if any, had been made.<br/><br/>When Zeus explained to them all that he would be taking over their positions, Hephaestus expected a great deal of turmoil, particularly from the more outspoken of the group. Crossing his arms, the god of blacksmiths waited for what would happen next. It wasn't his fault the humans had chosen other forms of crafting and technology other than his own.<br/><br/>Apollo nearly fell out of his chair he had been perched on at Zeus' statement. Staring at his father like he had grown a second head, Apollo heard Athena's protest and stood to join her.<br/><br/>"I second what Athena said. How can you say we haven't been doing our work? You make it seem like we haven't done anything all these years." Apollo stated, irritation in his voice. Had he not feared being severely punished, or worse, he would have asked what Zeus himself had been doing all this time seeing as the humans weren't exactly worshiping him either. And if<span style="font-style: italic">he</span>couldn't handle his own domain, did he really think he could handle them all?<br/><br/>"So what, we're just expected to do nothing while you handle everything yourself?" Apollo asked, his own arms crossed as he questioned Zeus.