Wow, that... was a lot of words all at once. But, stranger things had happened and weirder introductions had definitely happened. One god she met, once upon a time, pretty much threw his face in her breasts within seconds of seeing her... and she had to peel him out before he got a chance to test his theory that she must certain lactate beer from nipples. It wasn't true and somehow, no amount of assurance from her was convincing him. Ninkasi may have tampered with his drink just to get him to pass out and leave her alone.
One of the view times in her life when an unwanted advance was beyond her ability to handle by normal means.
But this was different, this was just talking, and this was Philotes. Kratos' aunt. Who he promised to set up a meeting for her with. She certainly was a bubbly thing, wasn't she? Ninkasi smiled, “I think he's inclined to be biased... but... considering it's one of the only things I do,” she reached around to grab the proper pint for one of her special recipes... something that seemed to be of the type this goddess would like just based on what Kasi had seen so far. “I'm inclined to be biased as well.” Pouring cleanly and properly without having to give it much focus -ages of artistry didn't require much thought anymore, and set the pint on a coaster on the bar near Philotes.
“I have to say,” she smiled, “that was an impressive amount of words in one go. How long can you hold your breath under water?” It was a little teasing ice breaker. She actually had no idea if Kratos had told his aunt anything at all. Probably not. He'd feel like he was over stepping, or he'd blush about it.
“I'm rather surprised we haven't crossed paths before, I think we may have some circles that overlap... Kratos aside.”