he thinks you’re here for something that could benefit either him, yourself or both. You can hear his shoes clank on the floor of his palace, as he walks towards you. he seems to be more welcoming than people would expect from a death god. “Welcome, can I get you anything? Pomegranate juice, any water or snacks? you kid(s) must be tired from all that journey to my realm, sorry about Cerberus by the way, he likes to play rough.”