I do not fear the Gods. Indeed, there is no penalty I will not suffer if I am overcome. She disguised herself as an aged Crone, added false grey hairs to her temples, and supported her tottering limbs with a staff. Pallas Conceals Herself in cloak and leans on spear. Despise not my advice for old age is not in everything to be shunned.
Experience comes from riper years.
With humble voice ask for pardon for your rash presumption. She will forgive you if you submit to her. And to make you sensible how little your admonitions prevail, know that I am still of the same mind. Let her speak for herself. Let the fates deal with me as they will.