Of all things right then, she was upset because her mother was making perfect sense. She was supposed to feel better but she didn't, and because of that she felt rather stupid. Because she felt stupid she wanted to hit her head on something, but for right now she just took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "I shouldn't be taking this out on you." She said finally. There was far too much bullshit floating around for her to continue on like this. "I'm going to go for a walk and try to cool my head."
It wasn't that she didn't need her mother. She felt that she did, but perhaps it was her pride that kept her from accepting her aid just then. Perses had said... Perses. She looked at her mother as if seeing her for the first time. It was an out of place expression of surprise. "Perses is back." It was more of a warning than anything else. "We will talk again soon. I promise." She'd wasted far too much time sitting about here. There were things to do... people to see. Akheron had apologized and it felt like she'd forgiven him.
Perhaps she could do the same with Tyr. Perhaps, but her mother hadn't been stabbed in the back literally. Tyr wasn't family. Tyr wasn't even Greek. She'd circumvent that thought as she started down the steps of the temple and paused as if to say something else, but closed her mouth and continued on.