She took him to a separate room and sat him down again. "Sit down." She'd deal with Dionysus in her own way. She'd always been stubborn and he'd only encouraged this. Sometimes she wondered if Dionysus forgot how human she could be.
She took out some cloth and some disinfectant and began cleaning the wounds. "Damn stubborn Olympian. He really just can't let go. Talk about taking after fathers." She shook her head. "He won't bother you, trust me. I know how to deal with his moods."