Much to Athena's displeasure, he started showing up more and more to Telemachus's balcony.

Hermes.

The messenger God showed up at the end of the prince' bed one night and never seemed to leave since then. Every night, maybe some time in the day, early morning, who cares... Hermes showed up!

Telemachus was unbothered by this new interaction. In fact, he be liking it a little too much. He could feel himself grow closer to the God each time he showed up at the balcony, waiting for the prince to open the curtains and welcome him with open arms.

Recently, however, Telemachus had gotten into a fight with Antinous. The prince hadn't seen Hermes since then, but when he started to notice the grimaces and glares from the suitors... oh, he knew Hermes had done something.

"Hermes!" Telemachus called out as he slammed his chamber's door, making his way to the balcony and flinging apart the curtains. "Hermes, so help me! Where are you??"