Ligea perked up a bit. "Oh yes?" she asked. Her Muse aunts were always a fun bunch, and she they, with her mother and sisters, made up the short list of people whose company she truly enjoyed. "And there's a little Muse? Was she terribly smart out of the womb? I wouldn't put it past a child of Clio's."
She grinned and spun a little, enjoying her mother's praise. "Singing, ironically," she said with a little laugh. "But not to destroy people. Well, not most of them, anyway. I put out a CD a few months ago, apparently it's doing pretty well. I can get you a copy, if you want."