Henn had browarched coolly at Ares in return for the puzzled look. She was wary of him, sure, that was just a natural reaction, but she wasn't scared of him, and more than that the grim determination of the crowd as a whole was bolstering her likely more than it should, since she was working on shutting down the constant open pull of her power, not wanting to get too caught up in the mob mentality.
Her tone was level when she spoke, "I can do worse than kill them. The ones that deserve it, anyway." And she could, stripping someone of the ability to feel any emotion was a fate much worse than death as far as she was concerned.