It was Calliope's turn to gape, her reserve having dissolved, finally worn down by the unending volley of strangeness that had been her day. And it was, apparently, the man's turn to whimper....which he did. She might have been happier about that fact if she wasn't still reeling from her own fear. It didn't help that Thelios had turned his furious glare back on her.

"Is this him?" He asked gruffly, clearly attempting to keep himself from shouting as he spoke through clenched teeth. She caught his meaning and nodded. She felt as much as heard the growl which emanated from him. It caused a shiver to pass up her...