[Hmm, it's a good view, and the brush of his knuckles down her side makes her smile and she settles in more comfortably.]

Hm. You might get on well with Lord Poseidon - he lays claim to all of the sea, in my world. He's much more of an oaf than your goddess, I'm sure. And not so charming as yours truly.

[Fetching one of the marshmallows from her mug, she holds it over his lips, waiting for him to part them for her. It's not unlike being on Mount Olympus, but with marshmallows instead of grapes or the like.]