Clara did not make it a point to find other Aspects in this life, figuring that her existence was complicated enough without invited more complicated beings. Trivia was more or less a second mother, and therefore Remus more or less a second brother. They were exceptions. Clara certainly had never made it a point to find the mother of all demons, to ever meet or speak to the infamous Lilith. So it was rather a shock to go looking for Remus and find her instead. The moment that she saw her, Clara instinctively knew who it was. 

“What are you doing here?” She asked this gently, without any reproach or antagonizing. It wasn’t that Clara feared her, but this was a normal, nice day and she had no reason to pick a fight or make this woman not like her. But Clara was often honest, and she was very curious. “Lilith, is it?”

When he went looking for her, Prometheus knew very little of what had become of the first woman. His second human after Adam - Lilith had once been connected to Eve before Prometheus had seperated them into two different bodies and now Lilith was something... quite new. It was only very recently that he learned it hadn’t been Nettelia who had sent him to his punishment, something that he had been adamant to believe for a long time. It wasn’t Lilith’s fault that she didn’t enjoy Adam’s company or anything about what her Gods-given duty had entailed, but it was her actions which had immediately led to his discovery. The avariel held no grudge for that, how could he? Prometheus had wanted the humans to find every bit of themselves and to shape the world according to that. Lilith had simply done what free will entitled her to do. Prometheus’ only reason for hesitation in seeking her out had been that Lilith and Nettelia had once been close, and Prometheus recalled a time when he would enjoy butting into their conversations and finding ways to make them roll their eyes or laugh. Things had changed so much since then.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Prometheus in lieu of greeting as the first demon stepped up to her home’s door. Prometheus had taken to pouring himself a drink as he waited for Lilith to return. Though it was clear someone else lived here too, but if they had appeared instead then he would have been quick to leave before they could so much as blink. “I got tired and couldn’t wait so I bought you some outdoor table and chairs.” There was now very small patio furniture by the entrance of her home. “I never liked Epi’s hellhounds.”