"Mm, them. The three of them. Even if he needs the most convincing, they will all need to come up with a plan together. With us, preferrably," he says, knowing that this sounds wildly hopeful. It's more hopeful then he actually feels, but he knows there's no chance of anything good happening if he doesn't say the best possible solution as often as possible.

"If we are all able to stand together, then that might deter him for a few moments. He can't kill us all without the eyes of the world knowing he did it." Let's defeat a god with peer pressure, Luka. He hesitates a beat and then reaches out, touches the other's hand before taking it in a loose handshake if he seems willing.

"Do you think we can do that?"