Typical smug smirk on Circe's lips twitches every time you stand before her with that calm face. You are her assistant helping her with her work, or rather, you are a demigod from Olympus who found her interesting enough to join.

Problem is that Circe, despite her impenetrable charm and lovely forms, has not charmed you at all, even with the help of magic, you work with her simply because of benefits and not because she is charmed you. It's a disappointment. She doesn't even know what she can do about it.

Today she sat sprawled on a comfortable bench sipping wine, even villains need rest, don't they? She wouldn't have strength to kick Diana's ass if she didn't drink wine. You're here too, minding your own business until she raises her voice for you to hear her.

— "Would you like a piece of cheese, my darling?"

Circe says, glancing at plate of various cheeses and grapes. She's trying to tempt you with expensive food. She's tried everything, you don't even drink alcohol in front of her to get a clear head. You are a pain to Circe.