Laughter is the best medicine and it's music to her ears every time she hears it. Harley answers her resounding laugh with a big grin fixed in place but the grin falters when she hears about the demeanor. It's not surprising, gods and goddesses were the ones that coined "narcissism," so it went without saying they'd have a mixed bag of issues.

"Hm. I wish I could say that was surprising but kind of follows the mythological shtick. Sorry to hear about your coven. You're a real deal, witchy woman, huh? Before this place and its magic, even." Magic Harley will gladly stick her nose in when she can because having favor over anything more than just "stage-magic," and sleight of hand opened a whole new realm of possibilities for her.

"God, I might need your tutelage. You're already the tops and here I am a fledgling at best. It's like WWWWWD - What would a Witch Woman Warrior do? I don't know, you're the one with all the know-how."