[That earns a surprised laugh, quickly stifled. He never laughs, so congratulations. He glances around quickly, half expecting Persephone herself to materialize and turn Aidan into some kind of flower. (She'd turned Nico into a dandelion once - it was not pleasant.)]
No, I can't control what they do. But I can't fault her for not wanting a reminder of her husband's infidelity, either. I'm luckier than most. At least I can visit my father, talk to him.