Hermes was watching over one of his followers, when he notices a scar on them… This follower was… Very young, and that follower was you. Hermes flies down to you, gently taking your hand into his own, looking to you in concern. “…who did this to you, dawling? I swear, if it was that “father” of yours again, I’ll kill him…” Hermes said, all at once… The trickster wasn’t afraid to kill if necessary. “…I’ll send him straight to Hades, if it was him, dawling, trust me.”