The immortal of craftmanship seemed a bit confused at first.  "I remember things... up to a few weeks after you moved back into your bungalo.  I just dont remember... except for small uncorrelated bits... since about a week or so before I disappeared to that island in the triangle."  It seemed odd missing part of his life.  Especially not knowing what important leads he was following at the time.  He had so many to investigate.<br/><br/>He glanced back over at Calista as she spoke of Ares.  "Well then.  Perhaps you could investiagate him.  I dont think he would seriously harm you.  And he isnt as guarded around you.  Maybe you can discover something which I can use as proof to Hades."  If there was anyone Ares might say or do something which proves Calista's suspicious, it might be around her.  Surely it wouldnt be where Hephaestus could discover such trechery, they were long time rivals since Aphrodite came between them.<br/><br/>Seeming to cheer up as his lovely daughter suggested they forget about the problem for now, he smiled as he settled down his goblet.  "That would be lovely.  Perhaps... perhaps you could help me to relax for awhile.  Settle my mind as we settle in to sleep with each other."  His hand reached up to the shoulder of the light gown she wore to bed.  Slipping it off of her shoulder before gazing down at her creamy white skin, he then glanced up back into her eyes.  "Maybe you could... undress for me, my dutiful daughter.  Nothing settles me as much as your warmth and flesh.  Perhaps you could relax me with a nice, long kiss."  Kiss was used as a general endearing term for oral sex between the two of them he had used many times before.