That warning was so bloody unnecessary - He knew that already. Ares stripping him of rank and making him work for every scrap of respect and privilege had proved that. She was underestimating how much he knew, how much he'd been through. Realising that made him feel a bit cockier. "And what about your whims?" He asked, trying to turn the spotlight away from him, and feeling like the fact she talked about gods like she wasn't one herself was something to watch out for. "You said 'the peace we've brokered'. You gonna turn on a dime bout that, if the wind changes direction."