"Oh, well. I guess we'll find out the story. I like knowing people, ans I imagine if she's a demigod, or was one, she's someone to get to know." She shrugged a bit, wondering if the god he knew was the one she'd met so very long ago... or if it mattered one way or the other.
"I think it's sweet, what you do. I appreciate it quite a bit. Sure, the website explains it a bit, but it's a bit traumatizing too. You family sounds like good people." When he looked away, she leaned forward to rest her elbows on the table, smiling. Oh, we did. They were both immensely talented... and sometimes we're like moths to a flame when there's someone like that. I remember them both so fondly. And we do still inspire... It's hard not to. It's like breathing might be to you. Not even a conscious thing most of the time. I should apologize in advance in case you go home spouting tragic poetry to your wife."