I serve at the pleasure of the Ghost King.
Nico: You’re afraid.
Ghost Brother: Of you? (fond smile) Never.
Nico: Of death. You’re the last one.
Ghost Brother: You’re the last one little brother. Hades asked for a savior, (meaningful eye contact) and got saddled with sons.
Nico: (Acknowledging smile) I suppose that makes us both disappointments.
Ghost Brother: (chuckle) I suppose it does.
(Pause)
Nico: Heroes of the living world are odd. They think that Life and Death are enemies somehow, and they often shun what is different. (Deadlock eye contact) But there are bridgebuilders among the wary. I think you missed that.
Ghost Brother: They’re scared of us.
Nico: Yes. But a constellation isn’t beautiful without a night sky. It’s a privilege to bring out the best in them.
Ghost Brother: You are unbelievably senile.
Nico: Well. I am in my 80′s
(Ghost brother charges, Nico ends him in one swipe of his sword.)