Peleus had been passing the floor, ringing his hands together. His lunch worth Poseidon had been an Olympian breathing down his neck with questions. The sea king was awfully curious about his marriage and the relationship he had with Thetis. At first Peleus had kept very quiet, ant fuel he gave Poseidon could just backfire. Eventually, he was written down, because overall Poseidon was an Olympian and Peleus knew his place.
He wasn't sure what he was going to tell Thetis, but he had a very uneasy feeling this was not going to be a comfortable conversation. He opened the door, quickly helping her inside abd taking the food from her hands. With a smile he put Poseidon out of his mind. "Aww, honey you cooked." He kissed her cheek. She looked gorgeous, while Peleus looked a tad frazzled. He'd tried to hide it behind a clean shirt abd shave, but it was all in his eyes.