[For a long moment. Poseidon just...stares at the object, an object that becomes obviously apparent that it is a knife the longer he examines it. He knows he's too large to be able to pull it from its sheath without waking Choromatsu up, but he doesn't exactly need to, really. Because he's seen plenty of human artifacts. From sunken ships to the things they hunt with...he's seen it all.
It is a very slim chance that Choromatsu would just randomly happen upon a human knife like this, especially since he knows he and the others will sometimes collect shells at the beach, or explore sunken ships. But it would be in worse condition if it came from wreckage...and even then, it doesn't look worn at all. Like it was never exactly lost in the first place.
It's. ...a disturbing revelation, one that shakes Poseidon to the core just moments after he had that heart to heart with his son. Now, he's not sure what to think. But he...no. No, it's not possible. That isn't it. Choromatsu just...found it, somewhere, probably. And though he could take it away now- and probably should- he stops himself from doing so.
No. He will let him sleep. But what Choromatsu has done now is put eyes on himself, having made his father wonder.
Poseidon's tail lashes through the water as he turns and makes for the surface. The people of the city would probably find unusually high tides tonight, for some reason...]
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[For a long moment. Poseidon just...stares at the object, an object that becomes obviously apparent that it is a knife the longer he examines it. He knows he's too large to be able to pull it from its sheath without waking Choromatsu up, but he doesn't exactly need to, really. Because he's seen plenty of human artifacts. From sunken ships to the things they hunt with...he's seen it all.
It is a very slim chance that Choromatsu would just randomly happen upon a human knife like this, especially since he knows he and the others will sometimes collect shells at the beach, or explore sunken ships. But it would be in worse condition if it came from wreckage...and even then, it doesn't look worn at all. Like it was never exactly lost in the first place.
It's. ...a disturbing revelation, one that shakes Poseidon to the core just moments after he had that heart to heart with his son. Now, he's not sure what to think. But he...no. No, it's not possible. That isn't it. Choromatsu just...found it, somewhere, probably. And though he could take it away now- and probably should- he stops himself from doing so.
No. He will let him sleep. But what Choromatsu has done now is put eyes on himself, having made his father wonder.
Poseidon's tail lashes through the water as he turns and makes for the surface. The people of the city would probably find unusually high tides tonight, for some reason...]