If Circe could only know how'd they made the effort over their lives to do just that. The running theme of her and her brother's relationship was either 'do not go far from me' or 'do not go where I cannot follow'. Which, was one of the reasons Ellie had never been to the Summerlands, and really, had no intention of going. Europe was one thing, and they could handle and ocean, the Summerlands were another and while they had never said it out loud, it was something that they had agreed on even before she had left Haiti.
"Then I can certainly give it my best go." Ellie replied with a confidant nod of her head. "I'm sure between the two of us we can figure it out." she playfully nudged the other woman with her elbow gently. "Oh please, you know you do not have to bribe me with food. Though, in truth, I will not say no to eating together." for the both knew that she was just as likely to hop in the kitchen and help as she was at building whatever it was that she needed to build.
"Age is a beautiful thing, but at the same time it is a bit of a harsh realization is it not?" she said trying to imagine at least. Her mother had died relatively young for a fae, and the only real person she had to compare it to was Gene's mother. Who was still as feisty today as she was back when the first met. "Now that I can understand. Nonsense does have a bit of a shelf life." she paused for a moment. "At least the unnecessary kind. But in any case it sounds like she could use a holiday."