He looks at her. Smiling. "Cool. You don't know how often I've gotten hit for even daring to suggest that." he says honestly. "I went there a lot when my mother was alive. And then when my father got into alcohol...it was my escaped from torture." he smiles. "I was a kid so I slept better. Felt safer there." he says honestly. Looking at the statue that resembled her yet he didn't have long to look at it. "Um...alright. If you insist. I hope he is in a good mood." he says to her. "Mother used to say...two gods not to piss off Zeus and Hades. She was always talking about things like that. My father didn't like it." he says softly.<br/><br/>He walks around the temple while she prays. "Hey...hmmm..." he looks at one statue in particular. And then kept walking around. Naming off the greek gods by their plates not the statues themselves. And then he came to one that looked like her. He wonders to himself if maybe she was THE Aphrodite. It would be cool. Being friends with one of the Almighties as Americans would say. He heads over to her. And then stops. Pulling out a small pen type thing. Standing before him was a man...looked like Hades but younger...much...younger. He turns it into a lightning bolt shaped sword. Standing between the figure and Aphrodite.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"So you think you can protect another from me mortal? My father is the god of the underworld. You are a mere...mortal." The figure spoke in the tongue of the gods. Yet was sure as hell startled by what followed.</span><br/><br/>Leo looks at him. "No. But I sure will give it my all. I will send you back to Hades or if you send me there...I will take you with me before you shall harm my friend." he says. A firey spirit. A battle wages. He does not come out unscathed and his mother's invention broke but the figure vanished with a curses...he sinks to his knees. Panting. "You okay back there?" he says in Ancient Greek.<br/><br/>(threw in a twisty)