She told Hertha about what she saw when she was working in the nightclub the other day. Alaric was surrounded by women, even enjoying the sight of beauty feeding him fruit.
She wasn't trying to be a buzzkill for Hertha, she just wanted to let her know the kind of scene her potential beau was in and the kind of sketchy stuff he's been up to before she got all heart eyed
So that Hertha could brace herself
As Hertha's bestie, it was her duty to give her a heads-up and let her know whether the guy was a keeper or a total douche before she decided to fall head over heels
She couldn't let Hertha dive in headfirst, knowing fully well that there was something fishy about the guy.
It would be too late by the time she was truly head over heels and then found out he's a jerk.
Hearing Thalassa's description, Hertha's fiery heart seemed to have been doused with cold water, and she cooled down a bit.
She pouted and asked. 'Is he really that flaky?"