She nodded, stripping the chicken clean off the bone in less then three weirdly neat bites. Had her more monsterous aspect been upon her Medusa might have swallowed the thing whole, bone and all.
"I can taste it." She waved the stripped bone for emphasis before tossing it away.
She was watching him behind those mirror shades, watching him with her ever hidden amusement. She licked the grease from her fingers before reaching for another piece. If the barrage of food stuffs from Ares mouth bothered her she gave no indication.
"13, no, 14 would be a more accurate number. But 14 herbs and spices wouldn't sound the same."