“I would very much like to see you again, Harmonia.” As much as Sigyn wished to protect the girl from being exposed to the situation any further, she couldn’t deny that there was a sinking sensation in her stomach at the thought of her leaving. It would be for the best, she knew, but there was something comforting in having someone there who could understand what she was feeling.
Not that she didn’t appreciate Isis. Sigyn would never, ever be able to repay the Egyptian queen for all she’d done. All she was doing, though surely she had other things to do, especially considering their last conversation. Yet there she stood, royal blood, ancient and regal, in work boots and gloves completely committed to helping her to not only clean the building but deal with the bodies of those left behind. Sigyn wasn’t sure she knew anybody else that would even make that offer, let alone put it in practice. The loyalty of her friend touched her heart deeply, and there was very little that Sigyn wouldn’t do for her in return now. But as much as she adored Isis, she didn’t understand. Not entirely. She could imagine, and she could remember, but she was not living through it now.
As Sigyn was. As Harmonia was. The loss of someone so well loved, even if he would return, was painful and heart-rending. The fact that the Greek goddess was feeling the same thing that Sigyn was made her feel less alone in the world. She knew that was only a matter of perception; obviously she wasn’t alone since she had Isis right here and she was sure Loki would come if she called. But they wouldn’t understand.
“If you see Pothos, please let him know he’s in my thoughts. I hope I can find a way, and the time, to see him, but there’s…” She waved a hand behind her, indicating that there was much to be done here before she could think of doing that. “I have to take care of this. For him. I have no family left but a formerly estranged husband. I was separated from my parents. I never had siblings. And I have lost my children. Hedylogos is as close as I have to family, and I have to do this.”
Then, despite her previous decision, Sigyn couldn’t refrain from reaching for Harmonia. Folding her into a hug that was probably more for her own benefit than that of the other goddess, she fought the urge to cry. “I cling to silver linings so that I have something to work for, so that I don’t give in. So that I can pretend to be strong.” Leaning back, Sigyn looked at Harmonia with tears shimmering in her eyes. “If there is anything I can do to help you, it helps me as well. We are always stronger when we are together. So please, call on me if you need me.”
It was the very least she could do for Hedy’s sister.