“Hate might be too strong a word. But very definitely with the not getting along.” And a bit of a lip-curl of distaste if she happened to hear his name. “So,” She poured a goblet of wine and moved it over in front of him, “Where did you run off to, and why are you venting your godly displeasure to me?”
“Let’s not be too hasty. There’s nothing wrong with a little hate in the world, besides as much as I hate to admit it, there’s always gotta be a balance of hate and love. Or maybe I just have to say that because I don’t want to deal with my sister’s complaints.” However the corners of his lips curled upwards into a satisfied smirk, at least she didn’t get along with the demi-god that, Ares could respect. He held up the goblet as he spoke “I had some business to attend in Egypt, it’s amazing what can be done when Gods come together and they’re definately a much more interesting bunch than can be said of the Olympians.” A pointed look was cast her way before taking grateful, large gulps of the wine. A blissful sigh escaped parted lips, man did he need that. “I like to think we are kindred spirits you and I. I mean our encounters are always fun aren’t they? That and you were the first person I came across.”
