"I acquisition anything the carnival has need of," is the simplest way Childermass answers, "Be it restocking the kitchen larder or robbing a prince, there's no real difference to me."

That's an odd name, though. An odd name for an odd person and he has Childermass frowning slightly, brow furrowed. Hades. He knows of Hades, an old god, lord of the underworld, and after a moment of consideration, he can't help but make an amused sound. Almost a laugh, almost.

"Funny. I would have thought the Ringmaster would have someone with such a name handling finances," he points out. "Not working to rob the multiverse blind."

Then again, the mythology he knows could very well not apply. It happens.