Re: wallflowering in the ballroom: Harmonia Kadmos, she thought again, and her hand tightened on him for the barest fraction of a second. Her husband, though, had been mortal, and those she felt around her now were not. Harmonia knew she was going to have to accept that their separation was permanent and her loss was final. Curiously, she felt an echo of empathy from the presence she understood was Brighid, and Harmonia wondered what the girl had been through to stir such emotion. It was something she would linger over at a later time. Now, the goddess shook her head to clear it and focused on the question Jörmungandr had posed.
"My father, the god of war." She stroked him once more in a gentle apology, then dropped her hand in her lap. "And my mother, though if they are together in this place, it may be some time before they separate enough for a reunion with others."