"Definitely don't get along then," Zagreus says, not sounding shocked at all. Though there's still something in his expression, something in his voice that sounds a lot like sympathy.

Because that's the thing, when you're immortal. You might not get along with your own family, but you still have eternity together.

It's a long time to be at odds with the ones you're closest to.

Then - partly because it might be time to move on from the rather depressive topic of divinely dysfunctional families, and partly because Zagreus has been wondering about it this whole conversation, he asks: "...What is that game you're playing, by the way?"