They sat side by side behind the house, with Demeter's chickens scratching in the dust around their feet, and looked down the mountain towards the sea.

"Do you still love Pandora?"

Prometheus turned and looked at her, surprised.

"Of course I do." But his face screwed up like that of a child about to burst into tears. In fact, for a moment Athena thought he might actually do just that, but instead he looked up at the sky for a minute or so and then added. "But ...