He’d given up being a God. For you.

So why was Jason still denying his feelings. He sighed, lying in his cabin bed next to a Son of Ceres. He’d been sleeping with various people since the quest he’d gone on last year. Since the Gods had resurrected him after he’d rejected Godhood. Since he’d come home.

You were still his best friend, sure. But he was in love with you. And having people rolling around in his bed was just a way to forget that. He went to clear his head outside.