“Sounds like it,” she replied quietly, looking forward and playing with a pretzel in her hand. Ninkasi was piecing together things in her mind, shuffling them together to decide what fit and if she liked how it fit or not. This was an uncomfortable subject and not one she had much experience with so the only way to make it palatable was if she could find a way to wrap her head around it in the best way for her.
Leaning back, she popped the pretzel into her mouth and shifted her weight onto one hip so she could bend one knee and pull it toward her chest, resting her foot on the booth She chewed on the pretzel for a moment, still rolling everything around in her mind as things made a little more sense. She wasn't the most comfortable with it yet, so there was a base need to add humor to the situation. Ninkasi tipped her head toward Lottie and said, “Gomez and Morticia, huh? And then some?” She smiled. “So, which one of you gets to be Pugsly and which one of you is Wednesday?”
It was a bit of a tease.
Though, there was probably a point there that Ninkasi hadn't considered. Her parents' rather messed up relationship probably skewed her impression of them just as how Philotes' parents' happy one helped shape hers. Not that everything had to work that way, but it did give an idea what someone was working with in terms of that person's background.
Which made her realize that she didn't really know much about Kratos' life from before he ended up on Olympus. Ninkasi didn't ever ask or push it, it seemed tacky. The high-level overview that she'd garnered from having been in proximity enough through the Titan War to hear what was going on and the aftermath -not to mention a few highlights here or there from others, was more than enough.
“Can I ask you something?” She asked more seriously. “I'm sure it's inappropriate and you might not even have much you can say on it anyway, so if you can't answer it -for whatever reason, that's fine. But I never really met Styx more than in passing and she doesn't really strike me as the type that runs on,” Ninkasi took her hand and moved it along, gesturing to indicate one smooth, even, balanced mood. “And, this would probably be an uncomfortable question to ask Kray at best... and I'm well aware of how some of the war went down having kept an eye on all of... everything with Isis since the second we heard about the crap Kronos was doing.” She sighed. Back in the days when she and Isis had been close. “But, before all of that... Can you give me any vague idea what it might have been like with his parents?”
She sighed again and looked at her kneecap, then wrapped her arm around her leg and pulled it closer. “I know how that sounds, I'm just trying to... I don't now, make sense of things in any way I can...” Looking back over, she added, “Just feel free to say, 'Kasi, shut the hell up, and no at any point...”