Philotes shook her head, "I'm really okay over here, being the look out." She really didn't like hurting people. It wasn't in her nature. Stopping her siblings from hurting people who hurt one of them also wasn't in her nature. She was affection, friendship.. sexual intercourse incarnate, but her siblings meant the world to her and so she turned a blind eye when one of them needed revenge.
Her eyes followed the blade. She didn't even wince when Hybris slashed at Patroclus. She seemed rather indifferent about the whole situation. Her eyes went back to her sister, "Maybe I would be, but I'm really okay over here."
Philotes glanced at Jesse and back to Hybris. "Does he have to be involved?" she asked, motioning to Jesse. "Wrong place, wrong time, and he's awfully pretty." Philotes, the voice of reason. Maybe she was saying it all to get an innocent mortal the hell out of there, because she didn't condone hurting mortals. They also didn't get to come back from the dead.