Cupid just allows his face to fall slightly because no one's ever really been this mean to him without being...well, related to him or something. "Aw, c'mon, bro, why the harsh 'tude?" Cupid complains with a sigh and he lets himself go slack with seriousness. "I'm Cupid. Hence the son of Aphrodite thing? And I dunno why we have the same face. Good luck?"