"It's not often you see a face like that with a personality of gold underneath." Cleo commented airily, heels clicking until she was behind Artemis. She seemed calm, but in a flash her hand was against Artemis's skull. "You're a fucking idiot letting a guy like that slip through your fingers. He's infatuated with you." She hissed, unaffected as Artemis swore colorfully, rubbing the tender spot.