Her hand immediately went out to smooth out the shoulder of his shirt, a motherly gesture that came natural even though in the last time she had seen him, toga's and other more unstructured clothing were the norm; it was a habit that perhaps she had picked up from American television, whatever it was, she smoothed it out looking at him affectionately. "You should have come found me sooner, I am sorry you were alone. I think that is why I was so desperate for you to be Zeus, I saw something familiar and did not want to be alone any more. It had been a long seventeen years."

A small shadow did cross her face at the mention of Aphrodite, "I- do not know. She has been mentioned to be, around, but I have not spoken to her. I do not know where she is. Poseidon might or Zeus, they seem to be the most well connected." She paused for a moment before moving a hand to cup his jaw, unperturbed that he had jerked away when she had gotten close before. "My dear, if you want her, we will find her; but, it is a new era, you can-" She wasn't sure how to proceed. She had suggested Zeus offer up Aphrodite as Hephaestus wife, for his sake as well as her husband's concern over the beauty of Aphrodite. But once she had, once she had seen the pain it caused him she felt guilt ridden, and did not want to see him go through her rejection again.