[ Orpheus nods along with that, frowning. It's really hard to trap a god, and he doesn't know of any way to take away their powers. ]

I guess we'll probably have to find out more about them, if we're going to get out of here without, um. You know. Doing what Miss Hester was telling us about. [ He doesn't want to say it out loud. Fidgeting absently with the buttons on his shirt for a moment, he glances down and remembers that his hands are still covered with paint. ]

Do you want this paintbrush back?