There was a black humour in that, but Thalia's smile was weak and anxious; after the barrage of awful news this afternoon, she wasn't entirely sure how literal Melpomene was being. She was talking about the baby kicking, right? She'd have mentioned if she'd been having complications with the pregnancy... right? "That's your son in there," she said. "Aphrodite can get her own. She's a literal sex goddess, it's not like it's hard for her." (Well, in point of fact, everyone was hard for nope nope not the time.)