"No one would stop you," Rhode said, smiling a little for the first time. "As annoying as Eros can be sometimes, I like to think that, deep down, he means well. And no one deserves to have my father bearing down on them." She pulled the jacket on over her own thin hoodie and said, "Thank you. I'm burning the clothes I wore this weekend."
"The only person I've ever wanted to hurt in my anger is my father," she agreed. "Even at my angriest at Helios, we'd usually just spar and beat the crap out of each other. Or walk away." She thought about Psyche's question. "I didn't see much," she said at last. "She had dark hair, and she kept...babbling and giggling. I didn't get that great of a look, the dark had fallen over the city and I could barely see. I wish I'd looked a bit closer."