Zephyrus only offered a soft shrug and a lift of his eyebrows that only voiced "he deserved it" to his wife before she turned away. It would have made things a bit more interesting if she had called him out on it, but he contented himself with that look she gave him, almost following up on it with a "are you going to send me to time-out, professor?"
But mouth was kept shut and Zephyrus' eyes went back to roaming around the room for any more students that dared to finagle around with modern technology while two very real, very alive Greek gods were in the same room as them. The West Wind had no qualms in reminding the mortals of exactly how important it was to pay attention to this lecture.
Unless. He could offer an insight or two to his wife's running commentary about their lives.