Temeprance couldn't help but keep looking over at him as the elevator rose. Had she been too harsh? He seemed sad. Why as he sad? He couldn't be sad over her, could he? Her brain started whirring in a panic, and she stared blankly ahead. God, boys were so confusing. People were so confusing. Demigods, especially, were so confusing. This one in particular. She glanced over at him again and took a deep breath. She reached over to tip his chin upwards, flicking him in the temple after with a teasing smile. "Head up. Olympians eat self-pity for breakfast, dude." She joked.

Zephyr stared at the floor as he thought, his eyes glazed over like he was figuring out the secret to solving world hunger but he'd have to kill the person he loved most to do it. Just to make that line worse, he didn't love anyone anymore because no one loved him, so. He leaned against the wall slightly and let the thoughts swirl around in his brain. Like breakfast on your plate when you're not hungry. He knew he desperately needed a friend before he went completely insane and forgot how to talk to people, but he was apparently trying his best to scare away the one tentative one he probably didn't have anymore. He wished life was easier. He wished someone had loved him. Maybe he'd have turned out better. Were any of these questions valid since he was pretty much going to lay his head on a chopping block? Talkng to the god that hated him the most? Everyone knew Zeus and Hades had never liked each other, and all the gods, especially Zeus, saw demigods as worthless pawns. That meant he'd be dead meat. He was so deep in depressing thought that he didn't notice Tempe move under her hand touchd his chin, in which he flinched slightly with a slight look of surprise and glanced at her. "If I put my chin up I won't be able to see you, and I guess Zeus is going to eat me alive then."

Temperance rolled her eyes at him, watching him with a sigh. She shifted so she could stand in front of him. "I'm gonna pretend that wasn't a short joke." She teased, settling a hand on either side of his face. "We're gonna be fine, Zeph. Stop worrying so much. And stop moping." She huffed, dragging her thumb along his cheekbone. "I'm not mad at you, neither of us are gonna die, and everything is gonna be fine. Got it?" She challenged, daring him to contradict her as she held his gaze.

Zephyr slowly lifted an eyebrow. "You do that. It'll help your self confidence." He snorted before quieting. She was so close he could almost feel her breath on his... he was going to think face, but it was more like neck because even she couldn't look up that far -le choke- it didn't matter though. Too close. His skin tingled as she moved he thumb, and he didn't answer for almost 10 seconds afterward. "I'm not moping. I'm brooding. Big difference." He mumbled, seemingly thinking about her words. "How are you not mad at me? If I were you and you were me, you'd be a blood splatter on the ground by now." He sighed. "And lastly, have fun conving Zeus. You get to do all the talking and I'll shrink a foot or two to hide behind you." A faint smile flickered onto his face.

Temperance hesitated slightly at his prolonged silence, then rolled her eyes. "So, moping." She mocked, huffing and letting her head fall forward against his chest. "I think I have a thicker skin than you take me to have. Just because you didn't want to touch me while riding a horse doesn't mean I hate you. It just means your not interested. Whatever. We're both mature-ish." She shrugged, releasing his head and lifting hers. She offered him a calm smile at his next comment. "Let's hope I'm a daddy's girl then, huh?" She joked, turning as the elevator opened and making her way out and onto the plush cloud that was the floor of Olympus.

Zephyr shook his head slowly. "B-r-o-o-d-i-n-g" He corrected with a small snort before lifting his eyebrows slightly. "Okay, you don't know anything about me then because I'm pretty sure you resemble a tyrannosaurus Rex more than an actual t Rex does. Also, not int- nevermind. I'm not- just no. Mature-ish doesn't even start to cover it with me, at least, and lastly, yeaaahh I'm hoping." He looked amused and like he was hiding something at the same time as he stepped out of the elevator, glancing around with slightly wider eyes. It was so bright up here. So white and gold. It was hurting his eyes. He followed carefully, tense and ready for he didn't know what.

Temperance rolled her eyes and cringed when he started speaking, waving her hand at him. "Stop, stop, stop, stop talking." She muttered, huffing at the secretive look on his face. She moved on, up through the aisle of Olympus and toward the place where solstices were held. She didn't stop to observe, doing her best to ignore everything around as they passed magical vendors, minor gods, mystical things.

Zephyr couldn't help but grin a little at that. No it wasn't funny that everyone always wanted him to stop talking, but anything she did when she waved her hands in the air like an octopus having a seizure was kind of amusing. He followed a little off to the side, and after the initial glance around he pretty much just stared at the surface, whatever it may be, beneath his feet. All he had to do was make it through this and he might live to adulthood.

Temperance blew out a breath as she marched up and into the large clearing with twelve thrones in it. It was empty, and all the chair were forebodingly large. With a soft utterance beneath her breath, she withdrew the bolt from her bag. Her stomach twisted at the jolt of pleasure she got from wielding so much power, giving a small sigh. She kneeled silently in front of the foremost throne, dipping her head and thinking for a moment before she spoke. "Zeus, King of Gods, your precious bolt has returned, if ever you would take the time from your day to retrieve it." She called evenly, closing her eyes anxiously.

Zephyr hunched his shoulders slightly and sucked in a deep breath before entering. When Tempe kneeled to present the bolt he did as well, however much he hated it. How did she always manage to be respectfully insulting? Like, oh god of all gods I present your precious bolt because you were too lazy to get it yourself*. That statement didn't ooze respect, but it wasn't completely insane either. Zeph waited silently for what Zeus would say. (Can you play him? It would make sense since he's Tempe's father)