"No," Hecate agreed darkly, lowering herself to the floor beside the young mortal. She liked Luna. There weren't many people out there that sang out to her turn me into the moon. Her eyes roamed over Luna, taking in the damage, wondering if she should make a visit herself to Colorado.
Later, she thought. To Luna, she held out a hand. "Let's put you back to rights. Shall we go to your room?"