The next morning when she woke up she was ashamed of herself. She took special care to look nice for the visit to the winter camp. Not that Prometheus ever paid any attention to what she was wearing.

She waited until they had finished fishing and were cleaning their catch. Athena was feeling rather proud of herself. She'd caught more fish today than ever before six big silvery ones. Prometheus was pleased with her.

"Prometheus?"

"Hmm?" He didn't look ...