"Ares' office," he said, straightening up from his laces and looking at her. "I don't know." There didn't seem to be a lot of good in promising to be careful, but he stepped forward and slid his hand around the unbruised side of her face, and kissed her, holding their faces together for several long heartbeats. He didn't know what to say when he pulled back, but his eyes searched her face like there were answers to be found there.
"Lock the door behind me," he told her. It'd make him feel better, knowing she was safe.