He always loved the way she moved, almost like she was gliding on the air with her own feet never touching the ground should they be dirtied. Ares smiled though, having his hand squeeze her own she intertwined their fingers together, only to lay on top of him like he wanted. Wrapping his free arm around her, he brought up her hand with his other and kissed her knuckles one after another. “Have you?” Ares hummed with his smile simply growing. “Were you ever disappointed when I would just go to Hades and not you in the past?” He then asked of her.
His arms around her settled most of her anxieties and she finally relaxed fully into his form. She sorted at his question, and actually had to think about it. There had been times she was frustrated he hadn’t even come to see her when she could step away from being the Queen and just be his sister. When he was mostly there to see Hades for work purposes that had little to do with her at all. “I think when we were younger it was more frustrating, and it wasn’t like I could hug you from the throne when you came on business.” Then she’d learned to just let it go.