"Dionysus," she rarely argued with him, except when it came to him using his influence on others. Especially those who didn't deserve it. "Drop it." she watched him, quietly pleading with him. "Or I'll be upset. And you get to go home alone." He could have other lovers, there were plenty who envied her, but he came home to her. But she could also lock him out.
She released him and crossed her arms. "His granddaughter. And if he wanted to leave her, he would have. He's trying to make up for a mistake. So let him."