[The smile on Hades’ face dies quickly. He scoffs and takes a swig of his own drink. Clearly the question was upsetting.]
God, the Future, will be coming here. In fact, he, the Future, appears to be here right now. Hmmp.
[Hades pours out juice, ready to give to the Future, but overfills it, seemingly on purpose so that the Future would have to hold a sticky cup.]