Persephone nodded, having a piece of the apples and Victoria's sponge cake mixture with her tea, smiling at Hecate and giving her hand a squeeze, also feeling the electricity in the air. She was quite well aware that her friend knew how she felt about her name, and the intentional use did not escape her, rather catching her attention, but she let it pass, and said nothing. The pieces of the puzzle would be there for her to ponder later on.
"Mhm," she said, cheerily, the flash in her dark eyes gone as quickly as it had come. Besides, there were pleasanter things on which to focus. "Very much. Mortality is quite--" she searched for the appropriate word, "limiting."