Angsting over the tragedy of Patroclus and Achilles is all well and good but can you imagine their reunion in Elysium?
Patroclus looking divinely beautiful in the bejeweled light, looking every bit as breathtaking and alive as he ever has, and Achilles hardly waits for Charon to stop the boat before leaping to shore. And he tackles Patroclus like they’re children again, rolling in the softest grass and kissing one another without fear, whispering words of love and happiness.
Hades is a little pissed because he’s got a whole speech for Achilles on being a hero of Troy and all that shit but when he sees how ridiculously happy they are together, he lets it slide. The Underworld needs a lighter touch and love like theirs is rare.