Persephone felt a little overwhelmed herself, but she did her level best not to let it show. Carefully, she curled her arm around her big sister. If Pandora was pregnant, she was keeping the baby, that much Persephone could infer.
"I cannae tell ye that. You're human and fallible. I'm pretty sure you'll fuck up over the next twenty years or so. But will ye fuck them up? Never. Ye'd never let that happen."