Zen, left standing alone, looked almost like his soul had flown away with Athena. His expression was so innocently cute that Hera couldn't help but stifle a chuckle as she glanced back at him.
Athena, meanwhile, was pulling Hera along as if she were running in a marathon, her face flushed with embarrassment. The sight was so endearing that it made Hera smile. Athena's usual confident demeanor had melted away, leaving her looking like a flustered teenager, and it was hard for Hera to resist teasing her about it later.
