Ares was quite happy to be on the other side, actually. People he liked happened to be a good buffer between himself and Athena, and of course, he liked Triteia. And Triton. More than he wanted to admit in present company.
He had been here, not too long ago, with someone else. Except with her he felt a little... well, just different. Right now he was feeling more like a bodyguard than anything else, standing around with his hands in his pockets, gaze wandering absently.
It wasn't boring, nor was he bored - it was just... he might have felt a little uncomfortable actually being near Athena and not having a go at her, and with Triton's Asian woman in tow, and with Triteia... being Triteia.