Ares nodded as he looked over at the television that played the childrens' shows. His head tilting as he kind of got pulled in for a second. The colors and everything were vivid. No wonder they held little kids' attentions. Of course, that was the point. Not that he had a reason to watch them. Ares, in this life, hadn't had any children. Hadn't wanted them as Caleb.
"We can absolutely go, if you think that Father wouldn't mind? We can go get food and maybe go to one of the museums in the city." Maybe not MOMA, but, maybe the Museum of Natural History. Maybe she'd enjoy all the fun exhibits. There was only one way to find out. "But, you have to put on pants, or a skirt, or something first." He grinned, leaning against a counter and looked over at her.
"It's.. no. I'll take you on one of the metal dragons one day. Let you see it. They're fascinating." That'd be the only way to really explain it to her, he was sure.