"It has been some time since I have been with others." Or truly ever had a friend. Glauchus was one once, but his sudden shift into godhood had changed him into a man more interested in his own glories than anything else. Love and friendship were nothing, only trinkets to adorn his reputation. "I meant to tease you, but it came across as something else." Another moment where she said or did the wrong thing in her life.

"I suppose I am still too similar to my family than I meant to be." Mortals built altar fires and prayed to the gods. She had thought she was better than that. Her cheeks still burned with embarrassment. "Truly, I am sorry."

Still, she wasn't able to follow completely his line of thinking. The clothesline seemed like a clever idea, but soap? "What is 'soap?'" She asked him, bundling the sheet in her arms. Her scrubs were becoming damp again, but she paid it little mind. Her chores would dry her once again. "Could you help me make a clothesline?"