While Hermes might have pulled away if it was someone else, there was no way he was pulling away from Hecate. "Hecate," he said, breathing her name like the desperate breath of a drowning man. He reached out for her, taking her in. "I- I am so glad to see you." Emotion was stark on his face, though he managed not to burst into tears. "Who is this?" he asked, about the baby strapped to her.