Hecate probably could have stopped herself smiling if she'd tried. "One of those things is true," she said. With a sharp smile.
Not that she was enjoying this.
It was a bad idea to take any enjoyment from curses.
And yet.
Perhaps she'd prefer a new puppy to a husband she thought of saying, but after the curse she did not have the magic left to turn him into anything, and Ares would see that, he seemed a master of calling bluffs.
This, though, was not a bluff. "You cannot undo the damage you have done, Ares. Why should I?"