Elena blinks as if she’s never heard such a thing. “It’s not?” She shrugs and turns back to the movie, curling her knees to her chest. “What house do you think you’d be in?”

Ren huffs, tired of being ignored. “Yeah yeah. There were... eight I think at first, then people died and got brainwashed and were replaced and they all paired off and lived happily ever after. Two of the gods that had hosts then actually have hosts here: Sekhmet and Sobek. Now for the last time, what do you want?”

Angelica flashes Casper a roguish grin, then turns to the satyr. “Cool. I’m a daughter of Mars.”