Ares gave the two immortal women a very self confident smile as he approached.  He was always very sure of his swarthy good looks and his very muscular build.  "Ladies.  Always warms my blood... seeing such beauty reminessing about death.  Almost enough to make one a poet."<br/><br/>Kore smiled in return as she grasped Calista's hand to return the gesture.  "Almost?  I thought you hated such frilly wordsmithing weakness."  She glanced over at Calista with a friendly smile.  "My friend and I were just sharing a moment... reflecting on loss.  Not something you know much about though, Im sure."<br/><br/>The war immortal tried his very best to mock being wounded.  "I said almost... didnt I?  No, I guess not.  But I do feel infinite respect for those I care about."  With that, he reached into the folds of his own robe and brought out a black candle.  Lifting it to his mouth, he blew on it, lighting it up before taking a few steps ahead of the two women to set the lit candle at the crowded base of the statue to Aphrodite before slowly ambling back.