[Poseidon, taken aback by Choromatsu suddenly swimming at his face, feels his expression go slack when Choromatsu wraps his arms partway around his neck, crying bitterly into it.
...he had been a fool, he realizes, to let Totoko's words poison his perception of all of this. Of course Choromatsu didn't truly hate him for what had happened...and it seems like he missed his father just as much as the god missed his young son.
He hangs his head, hesitating just slightly before lifting his fingers to rest them against Choromatsu's back, effectively returning the gesture the only way he can. He hushes him gently under his breath, curling around him protectively as they both cry in silence.
Meanwhile...Osomatsu peers at them from behind the broken edge of a rock that Totoko had blasted apart, unable to stop himself from looking up at the surface overhead with anxiety gnawing at his stomach. He hopes Mom is okay.]
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...he had been a fool, he realizes, to let Totoko's words poison his perception of all of this. Of course Choromatsu didn't truly hate him for what had happened...and it seems like he missed his father just as much as the god missed his young son.
He hangs his head, hesitating just slightly before lifting his fingers to rest them against Choromatsu's back, effectively returning the gesture the only way he can. He hushes him gently under his breath, curling around him protectively as they both cry in silence.
Meanwhile...Osomatsu peers at them from behind the broken edge of a rock that Totoko had blasted apart, unable to stop himself from looking up at the surface overhead with anxiety gnawing at his stomach. He hopes Mom is okay.]