She laughed and let him pull her into his lap. Smiling she set her hands over his, gently tapping her fingers against his skin. "You can start making up for it then." She shifted so he could eat, but kept close to him. "Eat the soup Dionysus."
She'd learned the fine art of getting him to comply early on. Raising her sons had only helped that. "You need it. Then we'll fix your arms. I'm all yours for the next few days alright? You can spend them here and relax."