A flicker of a smile danced across his face at the mention of Demeter. From the few times Nico had met the goddess, he could more than understand the desire to retreat to somewhere quieter, especially if Hades and Demeter got into an argument again. And the silence hung for a moment, tense but familiar.
His eyes flicked to Persephone's face at the statement, frank disbelief in his eyes that he had to bite back from saying out loud. His father enjoyed having him around? He hadn't really ever showed it. Quickly looking back to the river, he wrestled with what to say. "I don't want to make a fuss."