"Yes," Ate agreed with a smile that sat somewhere between arrogant and delighted. "I am a treat." People liked Ate because, dammit, she was a people person. She couldn't help her own aura of loveliness. And now here was another little boy to lead down a dark path and it would be fun. This one worked for the harlot Underground Queen who'd just killed her as well, so the idea of having him - of intoxicating him, of making him want her, of owning and then destroying him - was even more of a good game than usual.
Wait until she told Hybris and Moros about this one. The dark smile she gave Charon was all about her thoughts of the ruin to come, but what she said was, "you look good in that colour," reaching out to press her fingers (not entirely gently) against the fading bruise on his chin.
She tilted her head, puppy-like, and dramatically pouted. "you barely left a mark on me, sugar."