"If they seem happy to stay with you, then yes," Hecate agreed, settling down on the couch, cloaked in Qebhet's blanket, and perked up visibly when she saw the cookies. "I'll begin with these and coffee," she said, shifting a snake to reach for the packet. "Soup to calm my stomach once I've shocked it back to life with thin mints. Last time I returned to life was not nearly so comfortable. Have you crossed that border recently?" She asked, looking up at her friend. "If that's not too personal a question."