Really, for a moment, she wondered if perhaps Catulus was trying to drive the woman insane.  The Gorgon was obviously not one to take 'care' of something, anyone, nor would she be counted upon to 'calm' someone down.  This fact became readily apparent when the girl would leap at her.  The snakes reacting even before the gorgon could.  Snapping at the girl, hissing, teeth impacting wherever they could, head, neck, face.  Sthenae herself was not a fighter.  In fact, she was rather pathetic in a scrape.  And this one was no different.  The girl leapt at her, trying to use her fists, chains and all, to drive the gorgon to the ground.<br/><br/>She rather succeeded, ending with her atop of the slender girl-monster.  For a moment, surprise utterly took her over.  Her eyes widened with it, her lips parting, she fell backwards, her ass hitting the ground rather roughly.  The pain of it shocking the slender frame, her eyes narrowing to golden slits.  She was going to..  Those fangs shown, the shine of white teeth, vicious.  But it was her eyes that drew the attention, such.. strange.. eyes.. Just as suddenly She was staring at her own reflection.  Shock radiating through her again, two thoughts seeming to occur to her simultaneously.  First, she had nearly turned Galla to stone..  Nearly robbed her of her life.  Her ability to move.  To breathe.  To live!  Secondly, Agentum had a rather nice ass.<br/><br/>She was perhaps contemplating this second point, and wondering vaguely how she had missed that fact before this point, when he would suddenly turn towards her.  The gorgon blushing slightly as she realized that she was rather sprawled on the floor, she hated him seeing her out of sorts.  More so because he was always so calm.  Sometimes it was like trying to be ones head against a brick wall.  Scrambling to her feet she would barely even hear his words.  Her cheeks flushing at his words, her jaw rather tightening as she would straighten the lone lines of that pristine clothe so that it fell right to the floor.<br/><br/>“When the world is fair, let me know..”  Muttered under her breathe, her snakes hissing ominous, snapping towards Agentum, though none actually impact with his metallic skin, some even going so far as to avoid him, as if remembering broken fangs or the taste of silver.<br/><br/>Turning to Catulus she would bow her head slightly.  “It would seem Argentum has volunteered himself to watch over the girl.”  Crinkling her nose as she would toss towards Galla.  “Better him than I.. Though I could use some nice.. stone.. decoration for my rooms.. I have nary much to look at in there.. And she is pretty..”  Though the last was spoken under her breathe, those slitted eyes turning towards Sybil, a softening of her voice.  “Sybil.”