Rosario did help herself, gingerly, adding a couple of heaping teaspoons of sugar to her coffee as Ella moved on the cake with devious intent. A twitch of amusement escaped the bounds of her carefully polite smile when Ella let out a deeply put-upon groan at having their snack ambitions reeled in. It was such a kid response, which, well, Ella was a kid, but maybe she hadn't been so sure what to expect of kid being raised by a Greek god. She couldn't imagine how she'd have turned out if she'd been brought up by Apollo. Rich, spoiled? Totally lacking in boundaries? She wouldn't be Rosario, that was for sure.
As Ella wandered off, Rosario followed suit with Clio, sitting back cautiously on the sofa. "Well, um, I do have questions, but... I mean, I don't know how much you know? Like, was there anything you wanted me to tell you, or...?"