Well, there he goes and says it. She grimaces. A part of her doesn't like that he can smile about that, not because she'd rather him not be happy (of course she would), but because it seems like such a deflection of the issue.

"I'm not saying you should kick yourself out of your own home. Maybe for a little bit, but- we can figure something out. There's always Hades if you have to stay somewhere...I can't see Persephone saying no."

And, as she speaks, she realizes she'd very much like Dio to have a bed to sleep in. He looks exhausted enough.

"Seriously, are you...okay? You're calmer about this than I thought you'd be. Than you need to be. Because I would be losing my fucking mind."