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[ He flops down onto his side, partly because he's tired of sitting up and also because he's just tired in general. Again, he's not looking at Poseidon, but off into the distance. ]

I... it's nice but...

[ Does he like it? His brothers definitely do. They love having nothing to worry about and just being able to play all day, care-free. And there's something about that he likes too. And yet... he can't shake himself of the feeling of longing for something else. Something different. Something beyond this little, comfortable and safe life.

Something more. ]

...I think I might have outgrown it.