[Poseidon's expression somehow manages to become even softer as Choromatsu says that, and he has to resist the urge to pluck him off his shoulder and hold him close to his face.]

I am you did too, my son. And I am glad that you wanted to share it with me. I miss the days when my little guppies would beg me to sing them lullabies at night...now it feels like it has been decades since.