“It pains me to know I hurt you. What can I do?” She was surprised by that question. “I…don’t know. I suppose what I have done must make up for it. I told you I wouldn’t write about Apollo—I promised you—and broke that promise.” Hades shook his head. “We do not make up for hurt with hurt, Persephone. That is a god’s game. We are lovers.” “Then how do we make up for hurt?” she asked. “With time,” he answered. “If we can be comfortable being angry with one another for a little while.”
