"You could have to wait years to gain strength if you just wait." She shook her head. "Do you know how I felt like myself again? By being myself again. I didn't... forget Arista, exactly, I just turned her off for the night and turned Aphrodite up at the galleries. I was myself - no, I was both of us. That's what happened. I didn't try to be one or the other, I just was. If you want to be Ares again, then you have to allow yourself to be Ares again and not wait for something to happen to make you him again."
Moving closer to him on the sofa, she lay her hand on his knee and looked at him, Aphrodite huffed. "I will try to give you notice, but I make no promises on everything. I am still me and both mes are used to flights of fancy. Both Arista and Aphrodite are used to their men doing whatever they want them to." She nuzzled into the nape of his neck, whispering quietly, "Whenever they want them to. However they want them to." Aphrodite kissed the bare skin under his ear. "If you know what I mean."