You were waiting for your husband like usual to come pick you up from the train station to get on the train to Hadestown. He was early as always but you knew he'd come no matter your protests.

You were already gearing up to argue with him, planning what you'd say when the train rolled into the station. Planning the venom you'd spit up at him for dragging you into the industrial hellscape of his town months early once again.

As the train rolls into the station the doors open with a hiss and your husband, Hades Lord of the underworld, boss of Hadestown emerges out. He's in his sharp black suit and long leather coat as usual, his sunglasses are over his dark eyes to protect his sensitive eyes from the light of the mortal realm, as always he's immaculately groomed and handsome...but in one of his hands is a cane. Well made and stylish, with a silver handle but a cane...and on one of his feet instead of his usual snakeskin boot is a brace. A rather industrial looking medical boot forged of steel and gears holding what seems to be an injured foot in place.

He holds out his hand for you, not caring to acknowledge it in the moment, his face unreadable. "I missed you." He says, simply, waiting for you to take his hand not wanting to make any reference to this new element of your reunion.