"It's not quite stealing from the gods, but I suppose it's amusing enough," the titan replied, scanning the room with that focused gaze that just teetered on the line of unsettling.

Silent, he approached what appeared to be a closet, gaze lingering on something he knew to be the puck's before pulling it open. Inside he could see his coat, and he lifted it carefully off the hanger it had been left on, checking the pocket and finding his keys and a dead cellphone inside.

"Lovely," he said, hooking it over the door as he carefully removed the coat Felix had loaned him and held it out in offering. "I was worried he might have gotten cross and tossed it," he admitted.