“Information,” she informed Zelos as she released his arm, “can be dangerous. I'm certain that your brother has kept it quiet for a reason. I'm not convinced that reason is simply his own wish for privacy. Whatever we discover, we will have to be careful how it is treated. And who knows.”
As she moved away toward the next pen, she casually commented over her shoulder, “For example, it would never do for anybody beyond you and I to know that the Queen of Olympus was forced to handcuff you for hitting on her at Halloween. That could certainly cause complications. We don't want complications for your brother, do we?
“Oh, look, Spalding Pied peacocks,” Hera abruptly changed topic. “I think I like the look of these. They would be a good addition, don't you think, Zelos?”