Iolaus cried out, swinging down from his horse in a fluid motion. The son of Zeus nodded. That it has, Iolaus. He allowed himself a faint smile as he regarded the other riders. Not that you ve changed any.
Eternal youth is a burden.
For a moment Iolaus saw Hercules eyes cloud over as he watched the slim blonde woman ease her two sons and daughter from their steeds. Iolaus scratched at his beard. Hercules stared off at the horizon. Iolaus smiled, clapping him on the shoulder. But then the years covered him again, and Hercules seemed to see him only at a distance, as if his friend were standing on a distant shore rather than at arms length.