The question sounded a little bit counterproductive to Zephyrus, but then again, it was a question. He knew she was going to ask them, just like he tried to do earlier with her. But then she had accused him of being too inquisitive. The frustration, it was hard to repress it. Zephyrus could feel it rise up again in his throat, the biting question of "why are you being friendly towards other gods" wanting to just be said.
Instead, he took a step closer to her, his hands itching to just reach out and touch her hair, instead, just content in giving her a cursory look-over, starting from her legs and then up to her fingers, arms, and then to her face. If only she would smile for him, he could just be content in seeing that and would bother her no further.
"I heard the fighting stopped, things were more calm, so I came. Now I'm here to make amends."