"We were not idiots. Had he railed against and put up a fight, we would have paid dearly to keep him contained. Your brother chose to not play into another's hand by actually beginning the war between our thrones." She eyed the box (rather small and not nearly as pointy as most of Ares' preferred inventory), before frowning in concern. "But the rules that govern godhood and reincarnation. He must adhere to them, regardless of his animosity of the fallen individual." Hn, how could she begrudge Ares the Olympian Valhalla? She wrestled with that internally.