"I have some sympathy for you," he replied, coming back to set the accoutrements on the table. "I have six months to catch up on. I've missed a lot of things."
He felt sympathy for her too, in feeling like she was being overlooked intellectually. "As a peaceful fertility god in a pantheon of warriors, including my own twin, I feel like I can relate. Some people think I am dull and slow because I do not fight. Not that I couldn't, I just choose not to. From what I can tell of you, you seem smart enough to me."
He passed the jar of preserve and opened it for her to look at as he looked into her eyes and smiled. "What do you think? Are you willing to try some?"