He paused, brow lifting as he turned around the face the other. The fact that the demigod didn’t just comply to the instruction that the god had given, rather annoyed him. Did his simple order confuse the other, or was he being defiant. Maybe the gods manners didn’t meet the standards of the younger. Either way, it irritated him, and as he turned around to look at the latter, his facial expression clearly showed his emotions. ”How about I tell your dad that you’re a good kid.” He was sure that saying such things wouldn’t help his case, but the overly sarcastic god was known for such remarks. “Now go on, make sure that she has sweet dreams about me. I’ll owe you one.” He never said things like that, though he didn’t really plan on honoring his vow to return the favor, he felt it was necessary to say to ensure that the younger did his bidding. aresxw
" Oh please "
No one taught him to be polite with the other Gods, not even his father Whilst the nonchalant on the demigod's tone as he conversed with the God of War ㅡ Ares. He knew him from the mundane books he've read when he was just a little boy. And some stories his father shared to him. Nevertheless, he is not that intrigued nor curious at him. Samuel do find it interesting though to have met the God in Seoul, offering an epiphany that he might meet more Olympians and demigod alike in his hometown.
Flashing a neutral gaze to the older, Samuel curled a smile on his face. Calculated, not too inclined, and not too flat. Just enough to showcase the tender emotions resting in his ribcage. " Father knows well that I am a good son. " The perfect son he wish for. The son that despite the enormous potential will never be enough for him. Regardless the power naturally bestow upon him will shall never be the greatest. A replica. A little puppet to play.
" It'll be easy for me to do it, but I am not easy to convince. How about a trade, something interesting and will not be waste of my time "