Not like their mother at all who, from day one, had been trying to force them both into a mold--a mold which Parthenope nearly fit into--but the nurturing sort that worried she wasn't living up to her full potential, but was only going to attempt to nudge in the right direction instead of trying to cram her into a space she wasn't trying to fit into. "I do have an interesting and challenging job, but I do see your point. My talents might be more useful elsewhere." Honestly, she was very excited about the possibilities that lay ahead.
Peisinoê drove a hard bargain. Sort of. Not really. "I'll see what I can find and report back before Nerissa's party. Then we can have a decision made before the solstice." It was always good to have options.