The smile didn’t leave his face, but he didn’t turn it towards her, either. Caerus simply caught her hand in his as she tried to let him go, and spoke as he looked down at the rose in his other hand. “I said I want the real answer, Athena. You didn’t really think that would work with me, did you? I believe you know me much better than that.” He looked up and turned a bit, to look at her. “I can promise you, you’ll never find a better time to talk about this with me.” He squeezed her hand.