Oizys, who'd originally planned on just playing with the mortals, zeroed in on her sister's mood. A slow smile formed and she rested her chin on Dolos' other shoulder, almost purring. Scary, no?
"Oh, she's miserable. Poor little thing."
Kakia didn't have it in her to argue, plucking another olive from his drink, sucking off the gin, nodding sulkily in agreement. "Fiiiix it."