[It doesn't surprise him, that she wouldn't remember. Hades had admitted to forgetting various things he found unimportant, and he was not nearly as old.

His response is immediate.] Of course not.

[That she has to ask at all gives him pause, though. He hadn't thought of her as someone who would need reassurances. Not from him. But then, he hadn't really bothered to learn much about her before. A problem he hoped to fix.

Smiling, he adds,] You're the nicest something bygone I've met so far. And...probably the smallest. Unless this isn't your true form?