"Are you wooing me now?" Hermes asked, a genuinely playful smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "You know, a traditional animal sacred to my namesake is that self-same cock. Fitting to actually be properly seeking my favour in his name isn't it? Even if indirectly." He didn't know what they were, but that was a question best saved for when they were alone in his flat and the only supernatural ears to overhear were the ones Carrick set to guard him in the first place.