The air was heavy, flooded with thick tension. Ares remained as jovial as he could, though he had kept up his guard in case Beor or his people started anything. With his ring he would be more than able to deal with any issue that may have come from the bearman and his people.
The meat had been heavily salted and sprinkled with a few herbs and spices. Ares enjoyed just how juicy the meat was, and then also the seared edges where the fat clung to. He used a knife to eat, similarly as how he ate with Nevro. He had eaten a little before so he only ate until he was mostly full, though not entirely.
Ares spoke with Beor for some time, asking Beor about himself, but eventually invited Heria to speak with the fellow who didn't seem too interested in speaking with Ares.
