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Cerberus has never caught on to the practice of facepalming. Thankfully. The narration suspects he would have a permanent handprint across his visage were it not the case. As it is, The hellhound hunches his shoulders and offers a trio of sheepish doggy grins.

And somehow it all becomes clear. He says in a uncharacteristically dry tone. I am the only one back home. I did not know Hell had any.