[Poseidon chuckles softly under his breath, and the moment Choromatsu is in his hand he draws him up close to his face, holding him near his cheek in the closest approximation of a hug he can manage.]

Of course, my son. I do not want you to ever think that there is any reason someone could have to not like you. I am certain the friends you made want to see you again just as badly. Is that not worth trying to find them?