His silence suited her just as well. He probably wouldn't have liked her answer if he'd pressed on anyway. Rising to her feet she left him only to return a bit later with everything she needed to patch him up. It wasn't much but she had worked with less in the past.
Carefully Rhea cleaned and dressed Poseidon's wounds. A few looked like they could do with stitches but although she was familiar with tending to injuries, she wasn't too keen on doing needle and thread work.
"What made you leave your island, boy?" she asked, getting up to find him something clean to wear. If he'd stayed away, he wouldn't be in this state now.