Your mother...? [ Nyx? But she's already - wait, no. ] Oh! You mean to say that Lady Persephone has returned, and all mention of her name and former presence in the Underworld is no longer strictly forbidden on pain of - um, you get the idea. Or she will return, and it will no longer be forbidden some time in my future, which is your past. How strange that time should operate in such a way here, although I suppose with a disconnect in space so great that it spans many worlds, it does make sense, to a degree.

[ If you say so, Orpheus. ]

And I suppose it is good to hear that she will not have occasion to miss me, though I will miss her greatly, not least because all the splendors of this would would be that much sweeter if I could see her face upon witnessing them with me. Imagine, Zagreus, how much it would mean to her to see living forests again. It pains me to be the one out here among the trees and not her.