"That was before I started feeling like this." Eris whined, pulling her hand back to her chest. "Everything hurts. It's mass slaughter, but it's so orderly, I hate it, I hate everything." She made a great show of making an effort to pull herself up to a seated position. "They don't want what's best for me, they want me to go away." She looked mournfully up at Ares. "I mean stay with me, love, please? I don't want to feel bad all night."