Odysseus lay on the railing on his ship, looking down at the sea towards you, his lovely ‘wife’.

Well, you were his wife, right?

You looked like her, had her same beautiful voice, talked about your and Odysseus’ daughter—

Wait, daughter?

He didn’t have a daughter.

That’s how the figured it out; you’re not his wife, simply a siren, trying to lure him into the water.

He decides to play along though—being away from home for years, many of this men dead; why not allow himself to have a little fun?

He grinned, exasperatingly rolling his eyes. “Penelope, why? You know i’m too shy and terrified.”

Odysseus decided to simply humour you, let’s see how well you could pretend to be his wife.

~~Even though he already knew you weren’t.~~