She watched her own hand be lifted and noticed now the difference of the grasp, it's size and feel over hers. No larger then her own, a soft smooth skin that had not gripped the crackling end of a thunder bolt; Hera took in a breath and let it out through slightly pursed lips as a kiss was placed on her palm.
She tried to focus on the conversation though could not get the feel of her lips out of her mind. "Hades said he had burnt out his mortal, and with the ease he can take over his own kingdom I am not surprised." Her hand turned, to thread fingers into the hold, squeezing slightly in affection. "Once we are all together it will be easy to reclaim the throne, you were King of the Gods for a reason my love. Hermes always had his networks and connections, but he respected you as his father and his his king." She was quiet for a moment, thoughtful. "We just need to do some networking of our own, they will flock to you as they always did." She felt confident in that.