"Much of the Merry Men," Dionysus said, reaching out to stroke the back of his fingers over Much's cheek. "I'm the god of forest wilderness. I can always feel the ones who belong there too."
For another moment Dionysus remained there, close to Much, his hand on his cheek. And then, very suddenly, he was moving again. He took Much's hand in his and led the immortal over to where Ariadne would be getting the wine ready, leading at a quick pace and then spinning him before they stopped. He didn't, however, let go of Much's hand.
"Waifu, you're glowing tonight," Dionysus told Ariadne, smiling at her.