His expression didn't change at the indirect challenge. He knew that he could be killed while he was here, quite easily even. He had also gotten killed before, many times, when he had decided to let it happen or simply because he had been bored. The problem with his kind wasn't to kill them - it was them remaining dead.

He cocked an eyebrow when Hisoka seemed to pick up on it, though. His presence was something that went almost always missed, even by other gods. That this one picked up on it was curious, to say the least.

Hades' eyes followed the leaf on it's path towards the ground before he looked back up again. His tone was conversational and a touch less haughty than it had been before. "I think that hunters are more entertaining to hunt than prey. I myself, though... ," he trailed off as he mused over a way of putting it.

"I have reached a point where the old routines bore me. One might call me one who preys upon those who hunt the hunters."