Qebhet offered a reassuring smile in return. "It's alright, you have no reason to. I'm Qebhet; that's Hecate. I'm glad to meet you, Tinsel." She got the impression that Tinsel had done far more than just follow somebody else's lead. After all, she had decided to go searching. She had helped Luna out of the basement, found her clothes and been prepared to shield her friend with her own body. And Hecuba tended to be an unerring judge of character.
"Can I offer you a drink?" she ventured. "It's nothing potent, I promise, just a restorative. I was going to give one to Luna, too."