"It feels silly," she replied with a shy glance, "to be so nervous to speak of things that haven't even come to place. It's not as if we are anything more than acquaintances, he and I. But I almost fear that if I speak of it too often, I shall jinx the whole possibility of anything beyond that." Balance looked at Isis, feeling a touch foolish for having such fears as a grown woman. But as a woman who met and knew Harmonia before now, before the deaths of her children, Isis would perhaps understand that there was a newness to wanting something and having the suspicion that it could be had.
Especially when Greek women were generally treated very poorly as far as their wishes and desires went.
"But I shall tell you in confidence that it is a meeting with Tyr of the Norse I await. That is... if he comes to me." But he should... shouldn't he? Why would he deny her.
Though, he should have sought her out after she returned his sword to him last time and he had not. It was enough to fill her with a sense of concern that perhaps she was not worth his time.