You did...and I believed in you a-and your promise.

[He sighs as he moves over and lays himself down next to Megami's makeshift bed. Megami probably hasn't had enough time to survey the room to realize it, but...the shell is actually resting on top of where Poseidon sleeps. Poseidon's bed is much, much larger, made to fit him at full size. It covers an entire shelf of rock, lined with yet more seaweed and other various soft sea flora.

He lays his trident down carefully, wincing when a crackle of energy gathers on the tines before fizzling out, leaving him to lay his head down on the bed near Megami.]

I am sorry, I...I was not here to see you wake. As you can see, I may have...gotten into a bit of trouble...