She wasn't paying attention - if she was, she would have realized it was Ares and not Adriel, the only person willingly coming to her doors these days. She was curled across the foot of her bed, silk rope draped around her, her attention on a small television showing "An Affair to Remember" for the nth time. She was mostly expressionless... it was a story she knew by heart, and she wasn't even really watching it... but staring off into space made people wonder a bit more than staring at a film. Without turning toward the door, she absently reached her hand out toward the door, beckoning her visitor in.