Lee might be quiet in general, and move slowly at times because of his size, but he wasn't a dunce or slow in the head. He knew that there was suddenly more tension stretching almost dangerously between the two sisters.
After all, he was used to being around women. He'd grown up in a house full of them, and sisterly spats weren't uncommon even though they mostly got along.
He knew how to pretend, however, to be ignorant of it all. Pretend it wasn't there, and sometimes that very act could diffuse the situation. Sometimes.
He felt every time Hestia brushed against him, and it brought that new-tension spark to him every time.
"Would you like me to go fetch her?" he asked Hestia helpfully, moving to help adjust the high chair just a little and to wiggle his fingers at Shae again. The little boy was too cute.