[Idly, Rhea'li wonders what it is like playing a part that one so utterly despised. He himself has proven himself rather incapable of putting on a mask, but he's quite aware that he's in the unique position of being almost beyond consequences. Others, however...]

Take heart, then. The discovery filled his well of inspiration, and so his theatre has risen to new heights.

[It's a little heartening to know that perhaps Y'shtola's musing that Hades eventually came to see them as people, whether subconscious or not, may not be so far off the mark. Rhea'li can't help but smile a little at that.]

And now he can go wherever he pleases.

[Maybe one day he would return to the icy climes of Garlemald. There are none who could reasonably punish him any more.]

Shall I call for additional meat? Or have you had your fill?