Your omen of bad fate, smaller than most teddy bears.

As an owl, he strongly agrees.

But... He's got work to do!

Oh. Um. Okay.

... I'm cute?

I guess I can stay for a little while.

That makes it much better. I quite like food.

Good. She should apologize. He never would have 'crossed' Demeter if she hadn't gone and eaten one of the fruits of the underworld.

"Hermes. Most others don't travel this far into the underworld unattended, miss." The familiar would look her over. Head tilting sharply to one side. "So which one are you? I do not often get to see your faces."

He does not have to serve Zeus. He has to serve her... And it's a rather bitter reminder.

I'm used to smaller game but... Who am I to refuse such a luxury?

...She is the Queen. He serves all of those who rule over the Underworld. But he's more than happy to not deal with her.

I wouldn't know...

tall vs. small

He'd rather had been dead in that moment then gone through all this. He's glad to have no more of her 'help'.

That's alright. He'll just stay a damned owl.

Name one cooler owl. You can't.

DEEP ASS BREATH IN. "hoot." Thank you.

He needs to scream. He's just screaming.

Happily ruffles his feathers at the pets. Who is he to disagree? Just... don't tell Hades that he's starting to like Zeus.