She almost said something about the fact that if it was just passing the time, Melinoe probably wouldn't have looked at her with a jealous edge, but she figured that was already hanging in the air of the room like a pink elephant nobody wanted to admit. She'd just let said elephant linger there and eat all the peanuts while they pretended it wasn't there, because deep down she knew it was and it amused her.

"I am a vengeful spirit, a shade raised up in death to avenge itself on a cheating bastard who had it coming," she said with a little smirk. "But like any spirit born of a deep, abiding emotion, I am a reflection of it. So, I see people's envy, see my own. It increases naturally around me unless I go out of my way to stop it, and I can manipulate the jealousy in my heart and others' naturally."

She winked, grinning. "So... the bitterness you're clearly feeling right now? Probably my fault. But as a goddess of the dead, I'm sure you know we're not always safe to be around. Especially the really old ones."