"That's a nice way to pass the time, I should recommend it to people." She wiggles her fingers. "I've been keeping busy with knitting, personally. I always wanted to learn, but I never had the time. Or anyone to knit for."

Cricket's answer gets a slow blink in return. Then, perhaps already primed by the bird-Loki story, Caspar's expression softens considerably, his gaze dropping. "Yeah... I remember." He shifts his grip on the butterfly, holding it more delicately, as if afraid he'll break it. It's a symbol of the soul, after all. "It's nice. Thanks."

"Oh, Eros and Psyche. I always liked that story." Adia smiles at Cricket, then turns her attention to Caspar and his subdued body language. With a gentle, playful nudge, she gets him to look up again. "Makes me glad we didn't have to deal with Aphrodite on top of everything else."

Caspar chuckles a little, even if his eyes remain pensive. "Yeah. Lucky us."