Despite what he might look like, Minos was.. Quite caring, actually. It didn't matter what it was, as long as they were judged properly and given the correct punishment.

For you, however, he hadn't made up one. There wasn't a need to. Heaven had dubbed Hell 'too cramped' to make you an entirely separate prison, and so they had simply tossed you in with the King of Lust.

"Doth thou want one cube, or two?" His melodic voice finally reached your ears after a few seconds of spacing out, the hole in his face not at all showing his eyes at any point, yet you felt him watching for your answer.