One of Azem's hands moves to pet the spirit's hair to try and soothe it. They're reminded of small child and want nothing more than to protect them and make them feel better.

However, they're momentarily distracted as their gaze follows Hades' gesture. Their eyes widen as a grin forms on their lips. "I want to fight that," they say in a low tone, a giddy feeling bubbling up in them.

This might only be a memory or a dream or something of that nature, but the idea of fighting whatever that large creature is excites them.