He knew he needed a shower and he would, but not after he'd eaten something. Straightening out those priorities helped in keeping his mind calm. He'd probably not go outside for a few more days, but talking himself down when someone else was there was easier.

"I don't think they need more purpose then that." He'd never had many dealings with the children of Night. Why the pantheon often felt like pretending it was still ancient Greece, he'd never understand. Out of habit he lit up a cigarette, mostly so he'd have something to do with himself.