Ophelia looked down, not meeting Seth's eye, "It sounds... nice... Not a lot of Demi Gods here get the chance to... retire..." She pulled her blanket around herself, there was always a good amount of people reach year that they lost one way or another. She sighed, "Kids of minor gods tend to be okay... They don't smell as much as the rest of us... but... It doesn't always work out to well..."

She bit her lip again, "There was a guy a few years ago... His girlfriend died in a big battle and... Well... I don't think he really value his life after that..." She finally met Seth's gaze again, "I never really thought that people got the chance to go to college... let alone have kids."