Thetis smiled at her sister as the door opened, holding up the food like an offering. "I may have gotten too much, but that just means there'll be leftovers." She drew her sister into a gentle hug, ever mindful of her very pregnant belly.
"Do you need help to the couch, or should I roust Mr. Lazybones to help you?" she asked, shooting a look at Poseidon. "Good gods, what's the matter with him? He looks almost...calm." She blinked. "And it's a sad day when that makes me ask what the matter is."