Yeah. [ for a moment, he's quiet, eyes shut and lanky legs propped up on the edge of the tub. ] .. I'm a little worried about him. And the others, of course, but-- [ mainly zeus. ] Big tough god or not, he's never been this.. helpless. And he has his faults, of course, but-- [ was there anyone zeus could even talk to? he and hera never seemed to be on the same page, and then things with his brothers could be good, awful, or any degree in between. ]

[ he breathes out a laugh after a moment, scrubbing the back of a damp hand over his eyes and then sitting up abruptly. water sluices down the slender back and chest, long hair sticking to his face and shoulders as he gets up onto his knees and swings one over vivian's hips, settling lightly on his knees.

he smiles, then, reaching out to cup the mortal's face, then leaning up and in to brush a kiss over his chin. ]

I'm sorry, listen to me whining. You've not been so very busy while I've been gone, have you?