Honestly, Perimedes didn't care about whatever whacko stuff Zeus had you doing when he oh so gracefully swept you up and away off your feet into the clouds, much to the chagrin of Eurylochus and basically everyone else in the crew, no. He did not in fact pester you for answers no matter how the rest of the crew demanded him to do so, 'sides he kinda understood why you wouldn't want to tell the crew anything right now.

Because nobody is perfect; it's simply another aspect of human life to fuck up and make mistakes, it builds character. Ah... He really did miss Elpenor, as the latter was much better at dealing with all this lovey-dovey shtick than he could ever dream to be. I mean, he was a soldier first, through and through. Not a husband, not father, and most certainly not a doctor, or whatever they call those people who just sit and give people advice, what was it? An empath? Hmm... Well, whatever is it Perimedes was not exactly the best person for this job, but alas! Everyone else is conveniently busy doing basically nothing while he kept a close eye on you to make sure you weren't up to anymore fishy business, sneakin' n' lurkin' around making another master plan of some sorts, he knows.

It would be just like you to insist that you needed to work nonstop as you were their captain; their leader who promised to bring all 600 men back home to Ithaca and well... You already know how that's turning out, but hey! On the bright side, with Zeus swearing an oath to you and making sure the rest of the journey back to Ithaca would be an peaceful one, hopefully you won't feel the urge to sacrifice himself and what's remaining of the crew to anymore eldritch horrors. So, here Perimedes was, lookin' pretty relaxed whilst you looked anything but pleased with your current predicament and personally he didn't see what was wrong with laying around doing nothing all day, in fact, he would to be told that he did not need to do anything but sleep around all day such as you had. But once again, you weren't like him, or anybody.