I'm sorry, Calypso, but I must depart, for I need to reunite with my wife, Penelope, and my son who's childhood- *chokes back tears* who's childhood I missed.
Men , we lost seventy two brothers today by the hands of the Cicones, allies of the trojans. Nonetheless, despite the storm we are now in, we must continue home, where we can unite with our families and mourn for our brothers and dear companions properly.
Ooooooh visitors! You must try our flowers! *creepy laugh*
Men, we have landed!
Ahhh let's stayyy
They're so gooooood
No one else eat the lotus flowers! I don't trust these disgraceful excuses for human beings. We will depart from these lotus-eaters at once, I want nothing they have to offer, we need to get home. Let us now go and observe what the Cyclops may have to offer.