"Woah, easy," Zag starts when the batons are drawn, holding his hands up and clearly away from the giant sword strapped to his back. But the danger seems to pass quickly, and relieved, he drops his hands to his sides again.

"Heh. I seem to do that often enough," he answers, finding the term 'rust and ruin' to be oddly charming. It must mean something equivalent to 'blood and darkness', from context.

And then Devero voices his bewilderment, and that prompts a little snicker from Mort. Zagreus reaches carefully into Thanatos' hood and scritches Mort on top of his plush head. Wouldn't want to wake Than if he can help it. "I mean, sure. What else am I supposed to do, tie a rope around him and pull him like a balloon?"