It made a twisted kind of Hermes sense and she could even understand the logic of it. That didn't make it okay, but he didn't have the morals of humans - Erica knew that. She'd been raised with the same morals. Only falling in love with Manuel and living properly among her own kind had taught Erica the error of so many things that had come to her from Hermes.
Erica looked at her father beside her and nodded, giving him a very small and fleeting smile. They weren't okay, but maybe they could be.