"Isn't it more fun with the fear of death hanging over you?" Ares shrugged. Maybe he just wouldn't care if he did kill her. "On the other hand, I've fucked plenty of women who are still walking around. So maybe, if you're that worried about it, you help me get my original conquest back. She won't die."
He hadn't come close to approaching Makaria again since the symposium, because he was very slightly more wary of Hades than he was of Hermes. Hades had dark forces at his command that could make things very prickly for Ares. But that girl was such a sweet peach, if he had a second run at her, he wouldn't fail again.