Her eyes stared at him blankly for a long moment and then darkened, in both hurt and in anger. "Treat you?" She stood up and almost looked fierce in her emotions; she had longed for him for so long and he was spurning her so cruelly?!

Her mouth opened to speak and Cora nearly pulled her back, the action in the mind was so surprising Hera shut down, allowing Cora to rise again to the surface. "Ga- Hephaestus, I am sorry. You are right," her goddess hissed internally, "you weren't treated fairly and you have every right to walk out that door and never speak to her again. Her heartbreak, and mine, wouldn't be enough to make up for what she did. I can only promise I'll do my best to make her realize that." Cora nearly reached for his hand, both to comfort and to just touch him again. The man she was speaking to may not have been Gabriel, but she understood what it meant to have a god living in your head, and understood a child that grew up with pain and hurt coming from a parent.

"Whatever you leave, I'll make sure to give to them. Zeus wants to gather everyone, I am sure you'll be included in that." Her lips lifted in a small affectionate smile, wanting to make clear she was sincere.