[ He turns red again at that. He's gotten most of his torso cleaned up now and was ready to discard the current scrap of toga... but instead of tearing off another piece he swims back up Poseidon and buries himself against his collarbone, tucking his whole little body between chin, neck and chest ]
That's right...
My Poseidon...
[ He said something similar earlier but... honestly saying these words gives him such joy, he feels like he could get drunk off them. ]
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That's right...
My Poseidon...
[ He said something similar earlier but... honestly saying these words gives him such joy, he feels like he could get drunk off them. ]