The woman didn't smile, didn't sigh, didn't do any of the things Hades would have expected a woman to do when she was confronted with a strange man in her isolated cabin, far from help. He had been prepared for a lot of things, but having the descendant turn up female and ready for him was not something that occured to him. "You're Hades. I just want to know where the other one is." she crossed her arms over her chest. The move wasn't because she was uncomfortable or cold, but instead because Hades had been checking out her cleavage again.
                              
"Other...one?" Hades asked, stalling. He could feel Chronos' indignant anger and tried not to flinch as it burned inside his mind.
                              
"Yes, that Chronos fellow. I know that if you're here, he's near by too. So where is he?" the woman demanded and Hades actually sat down in his shock. Unfortunately for him, he was the only one shocked into silence, Chronos decided to speak up.
                              
"I am no mere fellow you pathetic mortal." Chronos rumbled, ursurping Hade's mouth to speak through.
                              
The woman in front of him just calmly blinked, no reaction on her face as an entirely different voice spoke through Hades' mouth. There was no sign externally of the dual personalities wearing one flesh, Hades being one of the few to not simply be overwhelemed by Chronos, but internally Chronos and Hades were struggling to assert dominance of the flesh. It was completely unsettling for both men to be confronted by someone who seemed to have an infinite amount of patience as she watched them, waiting for some kid of explanation.
                              
Anyone else would have been screaming and running for the literal hills, but Ananke just.... felt nothing. She hadn't felt a single thing properly since the 'accident', and she knew that she should be afraid, but she felt nothing. She was a little hungry and would like to take a shower, but seeing a strangely handsome man in her cabin, speaking to her with two entirely different voices ellicited a sense of boredom from her, nothing more. 'nake wondered for a moment if she'd finally stepped off the deep-end and gone insane, but she really couldn't care. Other than the still pressing need to keep moving, she had no goals, nothing to hurry towards. Part of her calm was the broken state her emotions had been in for most of the year, but a part of it was the assurance she had from the vision. This man in front of her wasn't quite the stranger he should have been, she knew that somehow, her vision had been warning her of what was to come. He/They needed something that only she could provide, and it was up to her whether or not it happened.
                              
"I am Hades, yes. Although you cannot see him, Chronos is here with us as well." Hades managed to say through his clenched teeth, finally pushing Chronos back. The soul that wore the flesh was always more rooted in and could eventually succeed, if they had the endurance to. The woman in front of him raised her eyebrow, the most facial expression he'd seen yet.
                              
"Alright. I'm Ananke. Would you like a cup of tea?" she asked calmly, turning her back to the man and seeming to accept without question that there was an invisible man in the room.
                              
"You really are a remarkable woman." Hades said outloud, making Ananke freeze and look back at him, for a moment her face was a little less empty than it had been though even Hades couldn't recognize the emotion.
                              
"At least you know your place." Chronos barked out while Hades tried to figure out the woman's angle. Hades wanted to smack his own forehead for his father's comment, but the woman just ignored it and made tea like she offered.
                              
"For a man with no body, you do an awful lot of big talking. I think it's called the Napoleon complex." Ananke remarked calmly from the kitchen.
                              
"Napoleon was actually rather tall. The misconception came into place because he selected his guards to all be over six feet tall, making him look disproportionately short." Chronos rebuked and Hades thought for a second he caught Ananke's lip twitch. He hated being in the backseat of his own body, but it was critical that these two be able to work together, and frankly this had been the least offensive thing his father had said yet.
                              
"True but neither Oedopis nor Electra actually ever existed and we still have complexes named after them, so at least Napoleon's was only a misunderstanding and not an outright lie." Ananke replied conversationally while she brought out two mugs of tea. She set one down close to Hades and sat on the same small couch he'd perched on.
                              
Hades smiled softly, thinking that maybe this wouldn't be so terribly hard to do. Ananke was the descendant the bloodline needed and so far she had been able to take Chronos'.... unique personality in stride. Now he just needed a way to get the conversation headed in the direction he wanted so they could both warm up to the idea. Of course, Hades' plans hinged on Chronos behaving himself and that was apparently just too much to ask.
                              
"I need to make use of your body." Chronos stated boldly and this time Hades did face palm.