As always there were things that had to be done. Some more subtle than others, but it still took up quite a bit of Homonoia's time. It wasn't easy tearing herself away from her duties to go see Kyle, but she felt that right now he was much more important. She couldn't recall having ever heard him play before, so she went with every intention of being as supportive as possible.
When she arrived she paid little attention to his band mates. She had been so busy she couldn't remember the last time she had seen him. There was a lot of time to make up for... and of course she couldn't help thinking Dionysus played some role in it. The downside was that she didn't have her mother around to back her up if she felt something needed to be done.
Just seeing Kyle made her smile. She had loved others, but somehow this was different. She would always have that desire to protect mortals from the wiles of the gods, but where Kyle was concerned she had become quite protective. The rules had always been simple and felt she wasn't crossing a line here. She watched quietly, unsure whether she liked this sort of music. She was used to something much different and considering her own calmness she preferred something calmer. But she still thought Kyle was very good. She was no musician herself and could appreciate this.