In that case, allow me to explain. Of course, you have to understand my role in all this. Music, medicine, sun, poetry, prophecy, travel, athleticism... These were all domains of mine. I was Zeus's favorite son--don't let anyone else tell you otherwise. And, therefore, I was the one who knew his intentions. And, when he decided the world needed someone more to keep records of and enrich culture, of course I was on board with that. So, Zeus and the nymph Mnemosyne--Memory, in English--spent nine nights together, each one under different circumstances. Thus were the Muses conceived. I can't tell you how excited I was for this. I followed their mother everywhere before they were born. Made sure right from the start they would never be wanting. Sang to them while they were still being carried... And then, after nine months, I helped bring them into the world, one at a time. I was the first one to see their faces. I was the first to hold them. I named them. Erato... She was the most beautiful baby I've ever seen. You couldn't help but love her when you saw her. It's why I named her the way I did. I taught them, played with them, raised them... I was father, brother, teacher, friend and lover to them all. I would have married the whole set, except our father wouldn't allow it. That was when he broke them up.

Erato's had to be strong for a long time. She alone was singled out and separated from me and her sisters by Zeus, married off to a mortal man. It broke our hearts, but there was no arguing with Zeus. I've always done what I could for her, but it seems I always have to entrust her to someone else. Achilles is a git. Was the first time around too--I was only to happy to make sure that arrow hit just the right spot to kill him. So, can't say I'm surprised it's come to this with them. But you... You're the wild card here, lad. I want to be sure I can trust you with my girl.