"See, I don't think she knows that," Jamie said, drumming his fingers on the table. "About the triple aspect, about the protective aspect, any of it. She felt out of her depth and scared, and she bolted as soon as the ghosts let up. And while we may know there's worse out there, she doesn't, and she's not terribly keen to go looking for it, either."
He felt touched that Hecate had looked for him when he'd been taken. "I can sort of understand why she did it now, to keep track of all of you. And she probably had some of the worst timing, to find her during the winter, but that's not anyone's fault."
"At this point, I'm not terribly sure she wants him to," Jamie muttered. "She just wants some answers, and some reassurance she's not going to be hurt or have magic worked on her or something. Like I said, she doesn't know anything about this world, she has no idea what to expect. But I suspect a conversation with no ghosts or shouting would go a long way toward bridging the gap."
He snorted. "Jesus, indeed," he agreed. "I think you'd like her, though. She's a music major, speaks Spanish & French. Really funny. And she could use all the friends she can get, especially now."