He looks so handsome... she thought to herself, a faint blush rising in her cheeks.

"No... And, yes, there are others, but..." Erato sighed. "My own sister doesn't know me. And the rest... I don't know that they'd have much more than passing interest in me. I'm only a Muse. No one of importance in comparison to the likes of the Olympians."

"I'm really sorry I didn't get a chance to talk to you earlier. I did want to, but by the time I got away, Nigel was talking and..." She trailed off, shaking her head apologetically.

"But, we're here now. And... I'm not sure I properly thanked you for rescuing me and taking me home that night..."