He looks at her. Smiling a bit. "Yeah. Mothers...tend to do that. No matter what the cost is to themselves." he says softly. Looking at her. "Well you can add in the humiliation of a mere mortal kicking his ass." he points out. He bites back a bout of laughter at this. Though his eyes shine and sparkle. He walks with her towards town. He stops when she looked towards the shhadows. He looks at Hades. "Yeah...Imma protect her with my life if need be." he says. Not in modern Greek. Not even in ancient Greek. In a broken yet firm toned god language. He looks at her. "Yeah. Wow...I understand the gods language better and easier than I can speak it." he says in a humored sort of way. Blushing faintly and leans into her hand. Looking into her eyes. Not sure how to express it. "I know we have only known each other for a short period of time. That you may be way, way out of my league..." he starts out. Clearly searching for the words to say what he wanted to say. "You awoke the loving spirit inside of me. The frail bond I had to my beliefs you strengthened." he takes a breath. "My father wasn't a believer. He beat me for believing in the gods. So I withdrew into myself. Around you I don't have to hide who I am and what I believe." he blushes. "What I am trying to say is...I love you." he says the last three words in a slight stammer of shyness.