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Did he just shove food into his pockets?

Hades glared at Alessio for a few seconds, as he upturned a table for defense. The boy was currently scavenging more food and shoving it into Hades’ coat pockets.

“Why can’t you use your own pockets?” Hades demanded sternly.

“Because I ran out of pockets.” Alessio responded in an all too innocent voice.

Hades responded calmly, making his point evident. “I’m not going to keep your food in my pockets. Is that clear?”

“I’m going to grab the other table to make a barricade.” Alessio interrupted.

Alessio tried to move, but didn’t get far thanks to the handcuffs. Hades sighed grumpily, before extending his left arm. His surroundings grew darker, as the black tech activated. The pain was minor, since Hades use very little stardust. Launching an energy cable at the table, Hades overturned it, providing more cover.

“I’m going to eat now.” Hades declared firmly, deactivating the black tech.

He had energy he could use, but he was running low on power. He would have to resupply at some point.