She agreed... albeit hesitantly. Because she knew something he didn't.
So, a few steps away, Ninkasi stopped dead. “Um... okay. So, do not mistake this for refusal, but.. before we go over there,” her eyes scanned for any sign of her aunt in her path. None that she immediately saw. Good. “What's the plan here? We really didn't talk about that.” To try to break up her awkward thoughts, and not at all getting why he was so intent to remove her from Enyo's space moments ago, she plucked an olive off the spear and ate it.
“I just... got talked into a whole lot of rounds of dice before I left for here which involved a whole lot of Irish Whiskey and no, I'm not drunk but... I'm not not buzzing right now... hence,” Ninkasi raised the vile martini a bit to explain the crawling pace, even for her. “And yeah... I could have put my foot down and said no. That's not their fault. That's all on me. I know. I know.” She sighed, “I just risk not thinking on my feet quite as well if someone says or asks something and we didn't talk about... this.”
She looked up at him sheepishly. “I really don't want to embarrass or upset you. Especially in front of your mom.” Zelos she cared less about. She'd just get him drunk enough to pass out and write 'balls' backwards on his forehead or something to shut him up if she had to. Styx... was an entirely different matter.