Hecate nodded to both sentiments; yes, she knew all, with a rather brutal intimacy, and yes, Marcie had made the right choice to come to her. "Athena and Aphrodite are also patrons of hers," she said, as her arm dropped away to allow the door to be opened. "She's faced Ares and Apollo and survived. This is different though."
A different pain, different struggle. More intimate, more complex. Something she needed women by her side for. Hecate inclined her head toward the door; and led the other goddess inside. "This is Hera, Marcie," she said, sealing the door close behind them and hanging back a little, to give them space, though close enough that she hoped Marcie wouldn't feel like she was leaving her alone. "You're in good hands."