Dionysus staggers, as if he was hit in the chest with an arrow. Truthfully, it is painful to hear. He'd a long campaign against non-believers before his ascension to Mount Olympus to secure the worship of his cult.

"Aw, man, really ruining my day here!" he says, then sighs. This shade doesn't appear to have much left to curse, and he doesn't seem to be wanting to cause offense on purpose. "All right, all right. Gotta keep my cool, you know?"