[The glare softens briefly into something curious as he glances back at Nico. "Son of Hades"? He's intrigued, but doesn't pursue any line of questioning yet.

He knows how the rest feels without having to even admit anything to even himself. Knowing only death? Dishing out death? Average day.] Just ignore them...

The town is always doing something like this. Come on. I know a place where there aren't any flowers much less chattering ones.

[He doesn't even wait on Nico to agree. He takes off instead for the harbor docks in Bluo.]