Ritual.
A loud clap resounded through the spacious empty hall. Perseus' head was turned away, his left cheek a shade of red, a drop of blood trickling from his mouth. He closed his eyes and lowered his head to the one who had just slapped him. There was no need to punish him in any way, however Atropos still felt like slapping him the moment they returned.
"Perseus…" she spoke, her voice tinged with anger. "You of all people should know better than to interrupt me in that situation."
"My apologies, lady Atropos." He said, lowering his head even further. "I only did it out of concern for your well being, as well as the success of our mission."
"I already know that. I simply am angry at you for coming between me and my sister."
Turning around, the young woman walked away in slow steps. She tried to not allow it to show on her, however everyone present was able to tell how exhausted she was.