[Poseidon bows his head, his heavy brows furrowing until his eyes practically vanish behind wet bangs plastered to his forehead. He couldn't make the rain stop if he wanted; it will just have to run its course.]

Choromatsu...had been telling me about his friends for a while. That he liked them. I encouraged him, and gave him gifts for them, because I wanted him to have friends. I had no idea they were human.

[...]

I was just trying to protect him. He got hurt so badly...I could not bear the thought of that happening to him again. Now...things are even worse, all because I found out and demanded a stop be put to it.

...was I wrong for sacrificing his happiness for his safety?