Guilt was something that he certainly understood, more than most would assume when it came to him. Still, he was of the impression that if he carried around all the guilt that he had accrued over the years he'd be unable to move.
Honestly, he rarely stopped to think that there could be people out there who didn't know what a mousai was, or a musagetes. "You had only to ask, you know. I enjoy being able to make time for you and your sisters."
He was attempting to be a kinder, gentler, more hands-on musagetes, but he knew not all the muses would care for that. "Demons? Like creatures from the Christian Hell used for tempting men into sin? Are you implying that Terpsichore got involved with something of that nature?" He swore under his breath, waiting for her to continue as he pulled the car out of the parking space and began driving.