He'd come in to get a tray for Persephone, so she could wake and have breakfast waiting for her, and to discus plans for this entire Christmas debacle. He wasn't a being who enjoyed celebrations, but Persephone did. And he was still trying to make her happy.
He'd taken a cup of coffee from one of the shades, intend to sit with his daughter, and blinked at her comment, trying to remember when he'd said that. Then he remembered the bit with Theseus and sat down.
"I told Theseus to stay away from you, never you to stay away from him. His record speaks for himself. I don't want you to get hurt by him."