Some light in her eyes struck him that this may have been exactly what she would have looked like in the past, as a Greek. Her chin tilted, her jaw tightened. And her Aegean eyes were a tumult. "Because it's better being angry than it is being sad. Spartan women fight, we don't just give up." She said to him lightly. She as a woman who could aim her anger, and not let it spill over to others.

"What were you up to, little spider?" She asked him, steering their path from her own emotions.