Thessalonike just looked at Wrath with mild surprise. Sure, she had been warned, but it was still different for her being around the embodiment of wrath. Let alone having the woman hold her hand that moment, even if it was to prove a point. A part of her almost expected to become inexplicably angry and start taking it out on everyone, but to her relief she did no such thing. She just chuckled and nodded her head in agreement with her brother, "That would be nice, yes." At Alexander's announcement, she slipped away and headed to the table, taking everyone else's lead because she didn't want to sit in a favored seat.