Harold and Edith, were painfully aware of Kalvichs advanced technologies and psychological games. The Particle Dimensional Chamber was no exception. Even though the Gods were not privy to the goings on inside the Fortress, Edith, on occasion would manage to telepathically communicate with her son. During those fateful moments, she would endure his bragging, spiteful rhetoric belittling his exfamily. Likewise a crafty Edith learnt more about her son, his activities and his Fortress in those snap shot moments. She never failed to invite him home for dinner, as she missed him for thousands of years and longed for a quiet face to face talk. He always turned her down. No matter what he was, he was her son and though she did not care how he felt towards her, a mothers love is an undeniable force.
Son, you do not have to stay in that Fortress it is like a prison for you.