how do you feel about your brothers [the god verse thingy]
Of course, they wouldn't ask him about machines, the forges or a delicate metal he could easily melt into one of the finest piece of weaponry anyone had ever laid eyes upon. His passion lied in his work, and he found machines to be more agreeable than his own siblings most of the time. Yet, that did not mean he had no love for them --some of them, at least.
Heaving a small sigh, Hephaestus looked around to see if any of his siblings might be within the vicinity. When that proved not to be the case, he answered the mortal at long last.
"I have no love for Ares, as you might be well aware. It is quite a common affair amongst my kin, for our brother is not the most agreeable," he started, though he didn't comment on the equally well-known affair between Ares and his own wife, Aphrodite. Most of his siblings had bedded her, but none were as persistent in maintaining an affair with the Goddess of Love, much to Hephaestus' ire.
"Apollo does not bother me much. He is my brother in the true meaning of the word, and though we do not always agree, I do care for him. Perhaps I do envy his brilliance or appearance, but he has no better fortune than I. ----I am truly glad he has Artemis." It was very neutral, but then so were his sentiments towards the Sun God.
"As for Hermes, he can be a source of great entertainment. That is, if he can refrain from taking my tools, which I am certain he has no need for," he chuckled softly, shaking his head at the thought of his brother. "Though I must say he has bettered himself lately. His fall concerns me greatly, but he does not require my protection. I have heard Artemis has taken a personal interest in him, to guard him from those that seek war with Olympus."
Dionysus was a confusing one to say the least and Hephaestus hesitated, uncertain of where to start. "My brother, Dionysus...He was the one to offer me spirits, only to return my intoxicated self to Olympus, but I cannot blame him for that. I , better than most, know the wretchedness my mother can afflict upon others, and I imagine she was not a joy to be around when I trapped her on her throne. One of my siblings were bound to come and seek me out so that I might free her from her prison."
Rubbing the back of his neck briefly, he pondered his next words, before telling the mortal in a softer tone of voice, "I am quite concerned to be honest. My brother...He proposed the oddest thing to me on this very day, and I am quite uncertain of what I must do now...I think of him with fondness indeed, but there are limits to even my love. Though it does pose for an interesting concept, and I must say, I am somewhat intrigued..."
