When it came to Aphrodite, Ares didn't understand Fetish at all, and she didn't seem to understand him. The centuries they had spent together - it meant more to him than anything else and though he could respect that the two ladies might not like each other, he just wish they weren't... fighting over him.
"I'll be there soon," he said, casting a gaze over his shoulder with a tight-lipped smile.
He promised to share her bed and keep her safe tonight to the best of his ability, but he needed to be out here a little while longer.