Ares was right.
When he mentioned the idea of staying at the bottom of the mountain I had pictured us spending that time together.
He had probably considered it himself, but he was pragmatic enough to know that it was not possible, and that I would be upset when I realized that.
I couldn’t fault his idea, though. It was the best possible solution, and I was relieved that it would not take me as long to heal from this as I had feared.
Even with some of my concerns resolved I hated the idea of relying on other people, and of being unable to run away if necessary. I was worried that I would need more help than he was anticipating to make it back.
That was a fear I keep to myself.
It was only going to make things harder for Ares if he had to listen to me complaining about needing help
