"You didn't?" Zagreus says, looking genuinely surprised. Perhaps when one is an immortal god of the Underworld, who has never experienced illness once in his entire life, one's preconceptions on what happens when mortals are doing poorly might be a little...skewed.

"I wouldn't say no to a dance if you actually wanted one, but I can see that's not the case," Zagreus says, with an easy grin; no need to worry Red, there is no offense taken here. "Not fond of dancing, I take it?"