"You're my baby sister and you got hurt. Of course I came. Patrick says hi." She gave as she hugged Thalia. "It'll be alright." She gave Thalia and kissed her forehead. She turned into a bit of a mother bear around her younger sisters. Until Calliope came she was the eldest and therefor responsible.
She watched Apollo and let Thalia go. She wondered if Patrick knew any other saints that could help her sister along. The more help the better. "Plans have a habit of changing at times. It's still good to see you." She turned to Thalia, "are the twins okay?" She wondered if Thalia had told their brother who their father was, but she was worried about Thalia's children. The twins meant as much to Thalia as her own children did.
Only then did she notice the mortal. Surrounded by all of them, looking as worried as he did he probably knew. And with Apollo doing his thing, it'd be hard to miss. So she gave a warm smile and offered her hand. "Sorry. I was a bit focused. I'm Clio, and you are?"