"I'll prove it," Tragos said, with conviction, lifting his eyes again to meet Ares', fists clenched and the side of his face still throbbing with each beat of his heart. "I owe you. I know how much I owe you." Marcie's life, for one. So many parts of his own, for another. Without Ares he'd still be bottom of the rung at that shit apprenticeship, probably working two other jobs, every hour of his day till he was too bone tired to be anything else. Without Ares he didn't have a hope of getting the money to get Kaden out. "I'll prove it, I swear."