With a shake of her head she got out a glass and poured some water in it. "Drink that, and no more wine for you. I'll get you some medicine in a little. It'll ease it a bit." She was used to this. She'd watched her husband get many a people drunk before.
She frowned and listened. Both to what he was saying, and what he wasn't. It made her frown. "But you're not. I know you. If you didn't want to be here, if bolting was an option, you'd have taken it. But you haven't." she took a stool and sat down, "And you don't suck at making he connection. You suck at keeping it. Too much of your father in you. It took me a long time to accept that. Odd. I understood and accepted Dionysus, but not you."
She shook her head, "either way. Whatever this is, whoever this is, I am offering my aid Theseus. I have ties to more things then my husband you know. I can help."