Chapter 2I continue to stare with my mouth open. Is this really happening? Jason of the Argonauts? The mortal man who went searching for the Golden Fleece in order to claim his rightful place as king of Iolcos? He would be thousands of years old now. Could it be true? How was it possible?
“Come on, Loki. I’ve traveled with you enough. Don’t you think I’d realize pretty quickly you weren’t normal? Don’t you think an ordinary human would be freaked by the things you do?” Jason asks.
I’m gawking at the hand he still has extended toward me as if I’m going to shake it and we’ll be BFF’s. As if I want to be best friends forever with any human. Forever is a long time. I know. I’ve lived through much of it.
Though, apparently, so has he. Or as close as a mortal could come to forever in humanit
