"What's the matter with you?" said Athena. "Why are you so cross? Aren't you pleased to see me?"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Prometheus said, sinking onto a fallen log. "I'm angry with everything these days."

"Tell me what happened." Athena sat beside him on the log, sliding slightly on the slimy moss. Nyctimene got bored and flew off.

So Prometheus told her. He told her everything. First he told her about his mother dying and how he was thrown out of the Tribe. ...