He looks between the pair, even more confused. What they utter is at odds with what he expects they should be saying.

"What--?" But then his gaze is drawn back to the heavens as flashes of fire and light begin to streak down.

Hades freezes for a moment. He's briefly thrown back to his nightmares. Of desperate screams. Of pleas for succor. Of his own heart beating fast in his chest as he hurried past burnt and mutilated bodies lying on ashen streets.