Philotes shook her head, "Like he said, it's too dangerous. Besides, Hybris said I could only take you." Less wrath from her sister if she just took the mortal. She left the bottle next to Patroclus. She didn't know if he would be able to reach it but it was better than nothing.
She urged Jesse to the door, helping him to stay on his feet. "I'm getting you to a hospital," she muttered, although she sounded like she was explaining her motives. She had no intention of using her abilities against him. Affection and friendship were earned, and she knew there was no chance of that after all of this. As for being sexual intercourse, she didn't force herself on people, willing or unwilling. And this was no time for that. She felt a strong need to get him help and to fix his wounds.