Oh my gods and goddesses. I LOVE this. Every single word.

The only life down here akin to the bright, wild life she’s known is the fluttering in her stomach.

You took an old metaphor and made it alive and new. Perfect.

“Madam Butterfly,” he says, because he knows history that hasn’t been written yet and loves to tease her for it.

Not only does this continue the metaphor, but it gives us great insight into Hades' character.

"Come now, you never once felt smothered?”

“Of course not!” She almost laughs in his face. “My moth—”

“I’m sorry,” he says smoothly, turning to leave, “I meant to say ‘mothered’.”

Oh, OUCH! Hurting with the truth - I love it. (Is it wrong that in my head Hades kind of looks like Spike? HEEEEEEEE.)

And the last line is just perfect.

This is stunning work, from beginning to end. I am in awe.