As the boy, or rather young man, now known as Ethan Westfall, uttered his name, Hestia paled.

"Y-you don't mean Ethan Westfall, as, err, Alexander Westfalls son, right?"

Ethan sighed. "Well, as much as I'd like to say 'no', I must admit, that you are right..." It seemed as though his eyes lost all interest, weather in life itself, as they seemed to, or something else, it was painfully obvious that the mentioning of his father wasn't the happiest moment in his stay in Orario, the mentioning of his father, that is.

And the crowd?

Well, at the name of his father, the crowd started whispering, but apparently, not quietly enough...

"He's that bastards son? He should leave. He has no place here!"

"What is he doing here?! We don't need another person like his father was! He should get lost!"

"Get away from him, kids. He's a mean man. A very mean man."

"Oh shit! Westfalls son? I'm outta here!"

The young man wasn't taking it well, but he was keeping his thoughts to himself. After all, he was semi-used to such treatment already. It wouldn't get to his head. Hopefully, at least.

The goddess also seemed distressed, but for a different reason. She sead to him: "Follow me. We're getting out of here."

This seemed to catch the young man off-guard — he did not think he would get any help. And thus, he silently followed the goddess as she navigated through the city, but soon regained his ability to speak, and as they were reaching the outskirts of town, and he finally asked: "H-hey, where are we...?" He didn't get to finish, as she interrupted him: "We are going to my Familia. Got any objections?"

Even though he was surprised by this outcome, he managed to say a quiet "N-no" as they went. And thus, after a few more minutes, that felt like hours to Ethan, they arrived at a half-destroyed church.

"W-wait. How is a curch...?!" Ethan then stopped and sead: "Nevermind" and followed the goddess inside. Despite the outside being so run down, the inside was OK, at least by his standards, and strangely, there was nobody inside. "Oh, I guess Bell is still in the dungeon...?" The goddess sead, more to herself than to Ethan, but he didn't miss the comment. However...

Ethan was nervous.

After all, could you blame him? He thought he was going to be run down by a crazy mob, and now he's in his favorite Greek goddesses home, waiting for... whatever he was waiting for.

"So. Have you decided?" asked the goddess.

And once again, Ethan was confused. But before he could ask, the goddess explained further: "I mean, if you will join my Familia or not. I mean, with everything that happened today, I'd guess you wouldn't..." Utterly horrified that he somehow might hurt the goddess, he spoke up: "What?! Err, I mean, what? W-what makes you say that?" he sead, hoping and praying to dear Lord almighty (A/N his religion will be revealed later) that he didn't hurt the goddesses feelings in any way or form. And, she replied: "Well, I sold you out, right? I can't possibly hope you'd want to stay. And besides, my Familia has just one member, even if you joined, we couldn't protect you from the mob, now that they know who you are... You're better off somewhere else." The crippling depression that could be read on her face, just like the sound of guilt in her voice, was enough to change Ethan's mind. He actually wanted to leave, as to keep Hestia and her Familia safe, but now...

"I'm certainly staying. And I won't have it any other way." he sead, with a voice that sead 'you barely have a say in this matter', but in the same time, he sounded gentle and caring. But Hestia seemed reluctant still.

"Why? A-are you stupid? You'd be safer if-"

"If I myself hadn't revealed who I am? If I myself had realised the potential danger of saying my name out loud? I believe it was certainly not your fault, miss Hestia. If anyone, I should be blamed, and me only!"

"R-really? I-"

"Goddess, I'm home..." was a sound someone made at the entrance of the church. But get this... He sounded like he was dying. At the sound of a hurt person, Ethan ran straight out, followed by the goddess Hestia. And what they saw, well, it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Bell?! What happened to you?!"

yelled the goddess in worry. Apparently, this Bell kid was drenched in blood. But Ethan saw something familiar about that blood. Huh, unusual...

As he was pondering on how he could recognise blood out of all things, he helped the boy inside and sead: "Don't worry, lady Hestia. He'll be fine. I can do healing magic." As the goddess and half-awake boy pondered on how he could do that, he did just that.

There was a bright flash, and Bell was suddenly fine. Like, completely.

Huh...

Wait how did he do that?!

Anyway, as Bell thanked the stranger, and asked the goddess of who he is, he interjected with: "I'm a new recruit to your Familia. But rest assured, we'll talk tomorrow. Rest now."

As Bell fell asleep, Ethan finally realised why he thought the blood unusual.

"It's minotaur blood that's covering him."

And the goddess paled once more.