Clio seemed to get it, or at least she didn't get offended, and Rosario tried to convey her gratitude in a quick, tight flash of a smile as she reached across the coffee table to lever a slice of cake onto the plate Ella had set out for her. She was gonna eat some cake, she repeated to herself, because stepping out a plan always helped, or at least it held back the creeping helplessness. She was gonna eat some cake and ask Clio about... not the belief stuff right now. Family? People she should know about? There was probably a whole lot of stuff Apollo had forgotten to mention.
Rosario was leaning back on the sofa when Clio made an offer she hadn't been expecting. She looked back up at the goddess, fork poised over the slice of cake, unsure she'd heard right. "You'd... really?" she asked in surprise. "And... you think it's a good idea? To talk to him?"