“Boys, boys,” Athena says, stepping forward between Hades and me. “Relax. Let’s go inside and chat before someone’s eyebrows get fried off again.”

“They never should have been chosen as heroes,” Chiron says stiffly. “They were my mistakes, and I fixed them accordingly.”

“Right,” Hades says dryly. “Sorry, I just forgot how much I don’t care.”

"Hades,” Chiron says with a smile, “welcome back.”

The car’s front door opens and literal smoke pours out. Honestly, I don’t know how he can breathe in there.