Seshat listened, eyes wide, storing every single word for later recording. What Styx said would be written down, word for word. Eidetic memory was a valuable tool for such tasks. And it didn't hurt when it came to organizing the library either.
Unfortunately when her husband removed books without her knowledge, it was somewhat less advantageous.
"And did they?" she asked when Styx had finished speaking. "Your children, did they have a better life? I know that at least one of them is well-adjusted and polite, well, quite sweet actually. I'm always happy when Kratos comes to visit. He picks up after himself. But do you think they had a better life?"
It didn't occur to Seshat that her question went beyond rude, and actually bordered on offensive. That wasn't her intention, so she couldn't see the repercussions of asking it in such a way. Her only goal was the accumulation of knowledge, and the tangential stories were as important to her as the main body. Sometimes it could be more-so. So it was with sincerity and innocence that she pressed the query forth.