Hecate's eyes flashed in concern. "Well" she echoed, exhaling firmly out her nose. "Its awareness is certainly a worry. Its power more so." She looked at the far corner of Qebhet's living room, watching nothing while she thought, a frown deepening on her face. "Talking to the dead was a good idea," she said eventually. "I think before we try anything else we must work on protecting ourselves. Our defenses must be rock solid before we even think about returning the attack."