"All I want is to be able to watch the two of you together under a tree," Poe admitted with a rumble. Watching them sit together, talk together, smiling--

His mind supplied a slightly different image and he tried to push it away quickly.

"I think I might have figured out a way to get Demeter to back off," he replied, but for some reason his cheeks were flushing darker?

"But I'd-- I'd have to go talk to Zeus." You needed permission for these kind of things.