Well, in this case he was just thirsty, not bruised and battered, so a water bottle sounded fine by him, even if it wasn't as good as the healing waters of an Underworld fountain.
Zagreus at least had the good grace to blush at the comment about godliness, and he held up his hands in embarrassment, glancing to the side.
"No!! No, quite the opposite, I wouldn't have - no one would worship me- I'm not, ngh-" Until today he'd never talked to a living mortal, let alone one who wasn't familiar with the gods, and was becoming acutely aware how awkward it might be to let on he wasn't mortal himself. Even more so, he wasn't the god of anything, had zero followers, not a single mortal alive had ever heard of him... It wasn't like he deserved to be called much more than Aphrodite's affectionate term "godling." He didn't think himself any more deserving of reverence than any mortal, after all.
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Zagreus at least had the good grace to blush at the comment about godliness, and he held up his hands in embarrassment, glancing to the side.
"No!! No, quite the opposite, I wouldn't have - no one would worship me- I'm not, ngh-" Until today he'd never talked to a living mortal, let alone one who wasn't familiar with the gods, and was becoming acutely aware how awkward it might be to let on he wasn't mortal himself. Even more so, he wasn't the god of anything, had zero followers, not a single mortal alive had ever heard of him... It wasn't like he deserved to be called much more than Aphrodite's affectionate term "godling." He didn't think himself any more deserving of reverence than any mortal, after all.