She shrugged, "we're Greek and daughters of a man who when faced with someone he couldn't have, still just took them. I doubt she considered you non sexual, probably thought not interested." She shook her head. "She'll be alright. She has the other me, and all of our other sisters. We'll make sure she's alright."
That made her raise her eyebrows, then she grew serious. "No. That isn't right. I'll admit I don't understand it but I'll tell you what I tell Patrick. It isn't right and you don't deserve it. Pain is an awful thing and yes you're suffering. So is Euterpe. But hurting yourself like that over it, isn't the answer" She settled her arms around her daughter. "Deal with it in constructive ways. I very much doubt your God demands this of you, or thinks you need to do this. Let me see. Because I will drag your skinny Irish ass all the way over to Aesculapius if I need to. And whatever you use, you're giving it to me. You're not doing it here. I can't stop you, but I can do something far worse. I can tell my sister. And you'll get this lecture plus worse."