Kounithikedori? [He repeats the pronunciation with only the slightest of stumbles.] That was Shakespeare. Then again, this world has a lot of alternate version of literature and art and music from my world, only with more pokemon, so I suppose it could be in your world as well.

But honestly, Hythlo, I doubt Hades will invite me to the theater any time soon.

[He's smiling a little, though.]

It does. I don't know if I could be in the Tempest again--I know I'd never be able to do the Dream--but at the time... I read for him and Caliban both in my audition, but I was so sure I'd get stuck with Ferdinand anyway, because they always liked me in those roles, but what I really wanted to be was either one of Prospero's servants. I just-- loved how strange they were. How other.

I've one of Caliban's speeches still memorized too, even now.

[And he just launches into it.]

Be not afeard. The isle is full of noises,
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices,
That if I then had waked after long sleep
Will make me sleep again; and then in dreaming
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked
I cried to dream again.