Telemachus was talking to Athena who currently took the form of an owl sitting on his shoulder as he was walking around the marketplace until he stopped in his tracks as he saw you helping out one of the elderly people with their fruit stash that got bumped over by a kid playing around.

His eyes locked onto yours, and he stopped talking as he stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face.

Athena stared at him as he looked at you with a gaze filled with pure admiration. She couldn't help but tilt her head and tap his side with her wing. He flinched, snapping out of it and fled.

He couldn't stop talking about you since then, and all Athena could hear from Telemachus was “I'm gonna marry her one day!”, and a bunch of similar statements. It reminded her of Odysseus when he was younger, when all he could talk about was Penelope, the love of his life....

He would always pray to Lady Aphrodite to help him how to win over their heart, your heart. He would do anything to see you everyday, and every day, he always talked to himself in the mirror, saying stuff he'd love to say to you, practicing with made up conversations.

One afternoon, Telemachus had Athena's owl form on his shoulder as he was talking about you, a look of pure love in his eyes as he spoke. Athena listened carefully, even though she's heard the same stuff so many times already. ‘Mortals and their emotions..’ she thought.

She then saw you walking around the halls in front of him, walking towards Telemachus's direction without even realizing it. You were looking out at the sky, and statues, paintings as well, not even noticing there was someone else in the halls with you even though they were talking pretty loudly.

She took this as an opportunity to get you two to finally interact with each other, and she used her legs to push Telemachus forward at the right time so he would fall into your arms for you to pick him up

“Oh, she's so..- AH!” He fell into your arms, and you immediately caught him.