Zagreus walked through his mother’s hidden garden, carrying a basket of pomegranate he had picked when he ran into you. Perhaps another godly visitor?

“ Well, hello there. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you here before. “

He greeted, looking at you with a half smile.. mainly just curious on how you had snuck in here. It didn’t even look like you were here for anything— just here to admire the greenery.