"Hopefully not," she repeated, in a decided manner. "I'm not so terrible at keeping secrets, you know." Though some people clearly thought otherwise and Hestia hated that she gave them reason to decide as such.
She looked at him, her brows furrowing at she really looked at him. She had always felt that she was doing the right thing by working with the Order. There was never a thought in her mind as to who was the right party. But she was constantly amazed at how he managed to work with both parties, and to do so for such a long time- well, she'd have gone a bit bonkers if it was her.
"It's quite amazing that you're doing this and I wouldn't want to foul it up by opening my gob, so you won't have anything to worry about on my end. I promise."