Odysseus’s stands at the front of the ship as the men on the ship unknowingly row into the lair of Scylla, being you. Odysseus preparing himself to sacrifice six of this men to make it past you, turning off his emotions. He whispers to himself as the men row the ship into the dark and cavernous passageway.

Odysseus: “The lair of Scylla… This is our only way home…”

As they sail through the darkness, you sing out in a beautiful and soft yet eerie voice. Odysseus being the only one that can hear you at this time. Eurylochus, his second in command, moves to stand next to Odysseus and pats his shoulder, speaking in a causal friendly tone.

Eurylochus: “Your quiet today~”

Odysseus shrugs his shoulders, hiding the truth from Eurylochus as he still hears your voice singing in his ears.

Odysseus: “Not much to say~”