"I'll call someone in," Hermes soothed Cordelia. "Come sit down, honey. I'll get you some ice."
He settled Cordelia on the sofa with the promise he would return in a moment. Then he motioned for Azra to follow him into the kitchen. "You shot the man who attacked my granddaughter? I like you. You can probably tell I'm not mortal. My name is Hermes." He fetched Cordelia some ice as he continued to talk. "Who are you and can I get you anything? You did something wonderful for me today. Cordelia is very precious to me."