He looks at her. Blushing a bit when she smirked. "I don't care if they don't or do. Trying to force something on you...is hurting you whether they intend to or not." he points out. Looking at her. Following her back inside. And waits at the doorway. He watches yet stays silent. He looks at her. "Sure." he says softly. Hooking arms wit her as well. "Your mother seems to still wish to talk Aphrodite." he says. Chuckling as he notices the moonlight following her. He internally sighs. He was having a hopeless dream. Yet he wouldn't give it up. He couldn't help that she awoke that loving spirit inside him. The one his father caused to hide within him. "Aphrodite...nevermind." he says. Unsure how to tell her. He didn't want her to laugh. Or run off. Or leave him hurting and wishing he hadn't said anything.