It had been at least two weeks since Athena had come to Olympus with a request to help a mortal she called her friend. You and Hermes had watched as she fought for her champion (ex-champion?), and when she was ultimately struck down by Zeus, it had been the pair of you that went down in her stead to order Calypso to let Odysseus go.

You had returned to Olympus, while Hermes went off with some of Aeolus' little followers to do something he didn't tell you about - although it was easy enough to guess he would steal something. It hadn't been much longer before a storm descended near Ithaca, before disappearing again not long after. Hermes came back, barely holding back laughter as he found you again.

He didn't even get a word out before Poseidon returned as well, holding his trident that was noticeably dripping with ichor, as were the many stab wounds all over his body.

Gossip had spread fast after that, of course, with you and Hermes at the head of it.