"... It has been a long time since our kind were involved in the ebb and flow of human life." She considered the flying transport before walking over to the Aegean god, considering him and this offer. What he wanted with this, she didn't know yet. He was a god of the brutal and hot moment of battle, not of allies and tactics. "I will heed this call, Ares of Olympus," she said carefully, carefully offering her hand and forearm to clasp in comradeship. "May the Fates find this favorable."