At the mention of his mother, Pandora tried not to visibly squirm in her seat. She didn't have the highest opinion of either of his parents, seeing as Klymene had ordered her death and Iapatos had carried it out. As well as threatening to do it again if Pandora didn't keep away from her sons.
And yet here she was at Prometheus' place, ignoring that command and risking death to spend time with a Titan who wasn't even all that fond of her.
"You'd earn a lot from a gallery show," she told him, because physical wealth was an important thing to Pandora. She liked nice things and it pleased her the times when her attraction to artistic souls crossed over and they were people who earned money as well. Her current paramour was just a banker, but that was okay. "People must go mad over your work."