Calista turned looking at the mess of her knocked over pitcher as she saw the young boy in her villa. Cocking an eyebrow she was a bit surprised to see Hermes at her doorsteps. If it wasn't for his speedy entry and tell tail eye she would be sure she was imagining things. Walking toward him with her arms at her side. Her fingers gripping the top of her glass.<br/><br/>" Hermes, my dear, I have idea about my fathers whereabouts I haven't seen him in weeks. Surely you just haven't looked hard enough for him"<br/><br/>Calista sat on one of her loungers near where Hermes stood. " Is he missing Hermes or were you just here to find out if I knew of his location?" She drank the rest of her ambrosia and then tipped the cup upside down and frowned.