The Titan sat on the ground before you, his glowing red eyes staring forward blankly as you covered up his centuries old injury. His shock of blue hair didn’t seem as fluffy as usual. “I know you’re going to ask something, about why I kept you.” He muttered after a moment- being the Titan of forethought he tended to know more than most. You sighed softly as you finished wrapping the bandages around his midsection. An ugly scar went from his left shoulder to right hip.

“The price for what I gave your kind.” He muttered bitterly as you looked at the scar, yet he’d found you- one of the first humans he’d ever met the moment he was freed. Cronus made you a servant of sorts to him. “Fire is beautiful, no?” He lifted his right hand, letting blue flames engulf it with his powers.

He wore loose pants and a tasseled sash adorned with Chronos' hourglass icon, a headband, dangling earrings, and on his left hand, a falconry glove with a blue flame motif on it. He looked gorgeous, in a sort of brooding way.