The “she” that was being difficult wasn't hard to figure out. At first, Lottie had felt sorry for Demeter. It was obvious, at least to Philotes, that she was a very lonely goddess. And one that loved her children very much. Lottie liked to think that if she had been kidnapped, her parents would have turned the world upside-down to get her back too. But her pity for Demeter was slowly getting tainted with a bit of exasperation. What it was at the beginning, was not what it was now. And now, she was making her daughter unhappy. Couldn't she see that?
Apparently not, or Persephone wouldn't be forced to ask such things of Philotes. She wouldn't have to because she could stay to look after her daughters herself, both the newborn and little Melinoe. And she wouldn't have to worry about where they would or wouldn't be safe. That one wasn't difficult to figure out either, and Lottie blushed on her queen's behalf.
“Of course we'll keep her safe,” Lottie assured Persephone. She wasn't entirely certain just who “we” was at that point, but that hardly mattered. It could be Lottie and some of her siblings. Or Lottie and Cerberus. Or Lottie and Hades. Whatever the combination, Lottie intended to be involved. And not only because it had been asked of her. She would have done it anyway, simply out of love for Seph.
But she couldn't help but wonder why this request came now. And why Persephone was asking her, of all people. Surely there had to be somebody else that would be better suited, or Hades had a nanny already in place, didn't he? Philotes decided not to voice her doubts though. Seph wouldn't be asking if it wasn't important to her.
“What exactly is it that you want me to do?” she wanted to know. She didn't want to let her friend and queen down.