Peitho smoothed out her garments and straightened anything that had become disarrayed in the collision of the two of them but nothing seemed amiss that she could see. The was strength of power in this deity she could sense that right away. She smiled as she calmed herself and reassured the other that she was, in fact, unharmed.
She smiled. Celtic! How fascinating. It had been sometime since she had meet one, let alone spoken at length with them. "Celtic. Imagine that, here together, now. I am very pleased to meet you. You've lost someone then? I can certainly try to help."
Pretty Persuasion was Aphrodite's messenger among other things and she made it a point to know the gods and goddesses among the Greeks. Not to mention that she liked others and like to get to know them too. Unless a minor concept, she had a feeling that she would know of the one she sought. She looked up at Rosmerta spoke again, describing him. Tall and blondish could be a number, same with the being a flirt part, but then she mentioned his name and Peitho could help but laugh.
"Hermes. I know exactly who you're talking about. I don't know where he's at exactly. He leaves me a home quite often to... wander. I'm sure I could find him if given some time. I haven't seen his goofy grin in long enough."