She can't remember Felix mentioning his childhood before. The image is rather endearing, and her smile widens. "Yeah, me too. My mom was a literature professor. Who in your family is the scholar? Or is there more than one?"

If Adia ever finds out that she somehow indirectly contributed to Felix's attempt to curry favor with Hecate, she'd regret ever saying a word. As it is, she's surprised to hear that he was able to find so many similarities with his own culture. "No... to be honest, not really. We don't have engagement ceremonies where I'm from. Engagement parties, occasionally, but they're casual, non-religious affairs." She pauses, then adds, "We don't have magic, though. And the gods never spoke to us."

Probably why Hecate is relegated to an old myth where she's from. She felt more than a little awkward when she left her offering of tulips at the altar.