With a tilted head and a glum expression Myra looked towards Charlie and gave him a respective nod, walking forward she smiled and put a hand out. "Charlie? Are you OK? I'm sure you would've put up a great fight. Trust me, his talk is bigger then the jaws of any crocodile. So don't think you are inferior. I respect the Titans as much as any other, they are meant to be worshiped like others. I do believe they were just pushed down so gods could use them as a stepping stool. My gods included." 

She soon put a hand on his shoulder, it was a symbol of comfort of course. "I wish I could make him apologize." Taking her hand off she left him alone and slightly separated from the group, carrying on with the labyrinth.