Isis suddenly felt the odd woman out. The two had much to share; a similar pain involving a god she had never even met. It was awkward, for all of them. How does one rightly console someone they have just met? Sigyn was doing her best, despite the fact that she was obviously just holding it together herself. And while Isis and Harm once knew each other quite well, she hadn't seen her in over 3000 years, since her parting for the Elysian Fields. Isis hadn't even been aware she had returned. She almost hadn't recognized her, for goodness sake.
She listened to Sigyn, hearing her agony, but fearing for the disappointment her friend might face. "I wasn't aware that could be done in your pantheon. I am afraid that isn't something that can be done in mine. Even when I restored Osiris to life, he was forced to remain in the Underworld." Realizing she might only be adding to the Norse Goddess's pain, she was quick to add, "However, he does exist, and I am still able to travel to see him, share my life with him."
She puzzled for a moment, then asked the question foremost in her mind, and probably Sigyn's as well. "Harm, what can you tell us? Can the Greeks come back?"