Briareos shot a look at her, that old anger rippling to the surface. There was a lot of testosterone in that tiny bar, he was feeding into it. "It isn't me, but isn't them either." She was a free spirit, but she was still married to him. This new thing between them made more casual encounters with others seem less appropriate. Briareos wasn't exactly a shining example of being a husband or knowing what it meant behind his entitlement, but this stuff was starting to matter----even in it's smallest measure.