He took her hand, "Demeter hates me," he said fairly, "but she didn't always hate me you know. We were close. She was, alongside Hestia, the sister I was closest to. We were often distant from one another, our realms never overlapped, but I was closer to her then many know. I could have stood a chance. I chose to be selfish. I ruined my relationship with my sister in the progress." And he did regret that, even if he felt Demeter couldn't let the past go.
That was going to be fun when he would start having a relationship with Kore when spring came.
"And I am not keeping you from the world nor treating you any less then an adult Makaria." Gently he squeezed her hand, "but you are not familiar with it. Do you know how many young girls I find on the table when I go to the mortuary?" He tilted his head, "All of them who thought the world would not harm them? Forgive me if I do not want to get that call."