“Are you?” She asked with a touch of sarcasm. “Because I think for you to be sorry that I don't like your answers, you would have to understand why I don't and why I'm disappointed in the first place,” she frowned. “And I'm not sure that you do.” Harmonia scowled. “I'm not sure that you can.”
She started to walk away again, but stopped a few feet away and turned back to her brother. “Can you step outside of what you do and who you are for a second and try to be someone else... just for a moment? Try to see what this might look like from the outside. Be someone else, regardless of whether or not you were famous or invisible, and think about what you would prefer...” Stubbornly her arms dropped and her hands rested on her hips.
“Do you want someone to knows about you, who you have things to talk about with and you can look forward to things maybe getting better with, or...” Harmonia turned and gestured toward where the couple he had messed with had been. “Would you want that?”
When she looked back at Eros, she shook her head. “Because that's a superficial start and I can't imagine wanting that if I found out it you that did it and just... me for me.”