It was late, really late while the two of you cuddled. Sure, you should really be telling Polites to rest since he had just gotten back from war after 20 whole years, but no. You were too focused on cuddling up to your husband's chest, listening to him ramble on and on about the winions and the cyclops, the witch and Posiden. You sighed to yourself, you really had forgotten how much you loved to hear your dork ramble until now. Eventually he started yapping about he and Odysseus got stuck on an island for 7 years with some random lonely goddess named "Calypso", and how she had fallen in love with Odysseus the moment she saw him

"You're not gonna believe this- she started talking about how Ody was the "love of her life", when that didn't work out she had switched to me-"

He continued his rambling, the occasional giggle escaping him as he played with your hair and the strap of your sleeping gown, just fidgeting as he spoke