Nandita would not have needed to worry. Kai rarely felt underdressed. Attire had changed so many times during his life that he had not been able to keep up and eventually had not bothered anymore. If a man could not see him for what he really was and only wanted to judge him by the shape of cotton on his back, it was no one Kai wanted to waste his time with.
He had left a trail of water as he walked back from his stay in the lake. His bare chest had not been toweled dry as he liked the feeling of water on his skin far too much. It had been a dull and boring day; all days were dull and boring now. The lunch had been half-eaten. It had been good food but appetite did not come easily nowadays and he did not need it. However, Kai had more common sense as to bring the rest back home. She had wanted to do something nice and he would not let her down. She already had to put up with a grumpy god as her husband, she did not also need to be burdened with an ungrateful one.
"Honey, I'm home," he said with big knocks on the door. He had caught that phrase from somewhere but could not quite pinpoint where exactly.