Hythlodaeus, in turn, only grins at his friend's grumpiness that he knows is just played up. He lets Hades pinch his cheek with a fond, then leans in to press a quick kiss to his forehead - the third eye, to be precise.

"I do not weaponize aught, Hades! I merely suggested that if you do not wish to cook, I could do it instead."

He follows suit, however, trying not to betray his own excitement at the thought of getting to spend the rest of the day with just the two of them.