Hestia sat back, not saying much. Which was more than a bit unusual. On a normal day she'd be in there, teasing and joking and egging them on, but for some reason she felt a bit overshadowed at the moment. Instead she sat and ate her food, smiling as they went at it.
It was good to have him back for a visit. It really was. It felt different, but Hestia must have been imagining that.
"If you two start throwing food in my house, I'm going to be pissed."