Oh gods Clio could be infuriating. Manipulate her! Melpomene genuinely just wanted her safe. Wanted her warned. But fine, if she wouldn't listen, if she was determined to walk this stubborn, dangerous path, who was Melpomene to talk her out of it? She'd go home and sharpen her knives and work out how she was going to take Hermes apart piece by piece when Clio did end up hurt. For fuck's sake.
Hermes, though, was a hundred times more infuriating, sandwich or no sandwich. She took it, though, since she was hungry. She bit down as Will snapped so beautifully back at Hermes, the soft bread hiding most of her absolute delight at his sass.