Ronen sighed as he shook his head. He walked to the sofa, and sat down his arms sprawled out as he leaned his feet forward.
"It's my dad," he said staring at the ceiling.
He set a hand to his forehead.
"There is something about him that's bothering me. Namely how he got the power he has. Hades had told me that he's not in tartarus, but the worst part is. Is that Hades nor any of the other gods know where he is. Power like that.... Power like that isn't to be trifled with, but he's my father. He's my problem I have to deal with, and I don't feel like dragging you into my mess. I don't want my past hurting you," Ronen said.