Oh, I'm sorry. I did not realize that I was to blame for your bucking into me with the fervor of a rutting beast! How churlish of me to hold you accountable for your actions! I shall take the blame at once.

[Hades rolls his eyes, not that Hythlodaeus can see it.]

As we both know...mortals are ever a pale imitation to aught we can do, so it only makes sense that their craftsmanship is utterly lacking. I suppose we could do away with the frame. Lay the mattress on the floor...

[He does not sound like this is what he wants, but...this is really uncomfortable.]