[Friends that he just met, but friends regardless. And of course he wants Choromatsu to have friends...he doesn't want him to feel like he should just give up on them so easily, either.]
Are you sure there is not some other thing bothering you about this?
[ and then he's looking away again, trying to think of another thing to say instead of admitting the truth... something that Poseidon would believe ]
I guess I just... don't know if they liked me. I know that I'm really plain and don't have much going for me... even the others are always saying I don't have a chance with anyone.
Yes, that is one thing! Everyone has something they can do, non? But it is not just restricted to what you do...there are also the things you love, what you are passionate for. The things that make you shine the brightest.
That is what makes you special. I can see it in you, and all of your siblings too...you all have things you care about very deeply, and though you are so close not a single one of you are exactly the same.
And you, Choromatsu...
[He reaches his right hand down, stroking his hair with the tip of a finger.]
You are bright, and curious. You find beauty in nature and the people you meet...you did with your new friends, did you not? You are mischievious too, and have been bit of a trouble maker in the past...but that just makes you who you are. You are unique, one of a kind. And you are the most precious, at least to me.
[ Even with his hair being stroked, Choromatsu keeps looking at Poseidon, not showing much reactions as he listens except for eyes slightly widening.
After a moment of silence he suddenly swims up into Poseidon's right palm, curling himself up and wrapping his arms around the thumb, burying his face. It's the easiest way of seeking affection and communicating that you want to be held when the size difference is this large. ]
[Poseidon chuckles softly under his breath, and the moment Choromatsu is in his hand he draws him up close to his face, holding him near his cheek in the closest approximation of a hug he can manage.]
Of course, my son. I do not want you to ever think that there is any reason someone could have to not like you. I am certain the friends you made want to see you again just as badly. Is that not worth trying to find them?
[He believes you Choromatsu...you would never lie to him, after all.
After a moment, he draws his hands away and looks him over, seeming to be relatively content with the dressing of his wounds. They aren't bleeding at least, so there is just a matter of them healing from here.]
Now I want you to promise me that you will not venture far from this reef until those cuts are healed. But after that, I encourage you to find your friends again. I am sure they are wondering where you are all the same as you are wondering about them.
[...please never tell him your friend gave you a sick human knife.
That question causes Poseidon to tilt his head a little in thought. That was a tricky question. Of course he has no way of knowing this is a human boy, and not a mer, so finding something that a mer couldn't find at the bottom of the sea is going to be pretty hard to come by. But after a moment's thought, he moves to gently set Choromatsu onto his shoulder as he swims his way out of his childrens' section of the reef and into another part, which is less of an actual room and more of a cavern of sorts.
Inside the cavern lies all sorts of various flora and fauna, but something like a seashell or even a rock or gem isn't what he's looking for. Instead, he sweeps low to the bottom of the sea floor, taking a huge breath and blowing away a cluster of sand piles in one corner of the cave. He reaches out to unearth something glittering underneath it all, brushing the sand away further.]
These are one of my pairs of gauntlets I used to own that unfortunately became too damaged for me to use given the strain they would have been going through. They are quite bent, but they have not yet lost their shine.
[Poseidon passes a hand over the massive hunks of gold, and with a momentarily blinding flash of light, the otherwise too-large gauntlets shrink down to a size more suitable for a civilian. Then, he picks Choromatsu up off his shoulder and holds him down so he can pick them up.]
If you find him again, you may give him these. They will deflect almost anything.
[ Choromatsu's eyes are wide when they enter the cavern. He'd never been here... maybe tried to sneak in once or twice as a little kid but had never actually made it inside, so everything in here catches his eye and gets his awe. Actually being in here for real leaves him speechless and he almost slips off Poseidon's shoulder once or twice.
When he sees the gauntlets his eyes manage to go even wider but he doesn't quite follow what Poseidon is getting at until he shrinks them. When he's lowered to them it takes him a moment to timidly swim towards them, still in disbelief. He starts to reach out for them, but is suddenly overwhelmed with guilt; guilt that his father is offering him such a nice thing to give to someone he doesn't even realize is human.
He continues to hesitate, turning his head back to Poseidon. ]
A...Are you sure? That I can have something so special to give to... a stranger?
[Poseidon's expression softens as he watches Choromatsu falter, as if he's not really sure if he should accept them or not.
Though he has always been blinded by love for his children, he isn't completely unaware. After all, he rules the entire ocean. He would have to have some sort of insight, or else the world would not have been in existence for as long as it has. He knows well enough that his sons struggle to make meaningful relationships with others...so to hear that Choromatsu is really trying to makes him want to help him succeed.
He reaches down and tucks his index finger beneath Choromatsu's chin, tilting his head up slightly.]
A friend of my son's is no stranger, but also a friend of mine. Give them to him with my regards.
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[Friends that he just met, but friends regardless. And of course he wants Choromatsu to have friends...he doesn't want him to feel like he should just give up on them so easily, either.]
Are you sure there is not some other thing bothering you about this?
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He looks up then. ]
...You think so? That we're friends?
[ and then he's looking away again, trying to think of another thing to say instead of admitting the truth... something that Poseidon would believe ]
I guess I just... don't know if they liked me. I know that I'm really plain and don't have much going for me... even the others are always saying I don't have a chance with anyone.
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Well, I do not see why not.
[He hums softly, resting his elbow on the reef so he can put his cheek in his palm. His expression has turned...a bit wistful.]
Some days, I do not think you and your brothers realize just how special you are, you know. You could not be further from plain.
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...Because we're children of a god?
[ no one else seems to ever think that's all that special though... ]
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What do you think makes someone special, Choromatsu?
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[ bOY.... ]
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That...could be part of it. But I am referring more to the inside, not the outside.
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I don't know. Talent?
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That is what makes you special. I can see it in you, and all of your siblings too...you all have things you care about very deeply, and though you are so close not a single one of you are exactly the same.
And you, Choromatsu...
[He reaches his right hand down, stroking his hair with the tip of a finger.]
You are bright, and curious. You find beauty in nature and the people you meet...you did with your new friends, did you not? You are mischievious too, and have been bit of a trouble maker in the past...but that just makes you who you are. You are unique, one of a kind. And you are the most precious, at least to me.
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After a moment of silence he suddenly swims up into Poseidon's right palm, curling himself up and wrapping his arms around the thumb, burying his face. It's the easiest way of seeking affection and communicating that you want to be held when the size difference is this large. ]
Thanks dad.
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[Poseidon chuckles softly under his breath, and the moment Choromatsu is in his hand he draws him up close to his face, holding him near his cheek in the closest approximation of a hug he can manage.]
Of course, my son. I do not want you to ever think that there is any reason someone could have to not like you. I am certain the friends you made want to see you again just as badly. Is that not worth trying to find them?
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Okay... if you think so, I'll try!
Um... b-but I'll do it on my own. I should work for friendships on my own, r-right?
[ haha...ha... ]
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[Nah you just have some perfectly fine mer friends that's all.........]
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You know dad, sometimes you're not so lame after all.
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[This is why your kids avoid you.]
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B-but- you said I am not lame, so...that is good, yes?
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Yes, it's good... it's good.
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[He believes you Choromatsu...you would never lie to him, after all.
After a moment, he draws his hands away and looks him over, seeming to be relatively content with the dressing of his wounds. They aren't bleeding at least, so there is just a matter of them healing from here.]
Now I want you to promise me that you will not venture far from this reef until those cuts are healed. But after that, I encourage you to find your friends again. I am sure they are wondering where you are all the same as you are wondering about them.
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Okay, okay, I will.
[ a pause ]
Um... dad can I ask you advice on one other thing?
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[ and because Takumi gave him a SICK HUMAN KNIFE ]
But... I'm not sure what I can give him. I kinda want it to be... something you can only get around here, you know? Something nice...
Can you think of anything?
Poseidon is gonna feel so lowkey Bad when he realizes Taco's a human person
[...please never tell him your friend gave you a sick human knife.
That question causes Poseidon to tilt his head a little in thought. That was a tricky question. Of course he has no way of knowing this is a human boy, and not a mer, so finding something that a mer couldn't find at the bottom of the sea is going to be pretty hard to come by. But after a moment's thought, he moves to gently set Choromatsu onto his shoulder as he swims his way out of his childrens' section of the reef and into another part, which is less of an actual room and more of a cavern of sorts.
Inside the cavern lies all sorts of various flora and fauna, but something like a seashell or even a rock or gem isn't what he's looking for. Instead, he sweeps low to the bottom of the sea floor, taking a huge breath and blowing away a cluster of sand piles in one corner of the cave. He reaches out to unearth something glittering underneath it all, brushing the sand away further.]
These are one of my pairs of gauntlets I used to own that unfortunately became too damaged for me to use given the strain they would have been going through. They are quite bent, but they have not yet lost their shine.
[Poseidon passes a hand over the massive hunks of gold, and with a momentarily blinding flash of light, the otherwise too-large gauntlets shrink down to a size more suitable for a civilian. Then, he picks Choromatsu up off his shoulder and holds him down so he can pick them up.]
If you find him again, you may give him these. They will deflect almost anything.
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When he sees the gauntlets his eyes manage to go even wider but he doesn't quite follow what Poseidon is getting at until he shrinks them. When he's lowered to them it takes him a moment to timidly swim towards them, still in disbelief. He starts to reach out for them, but is suddenly overwhelmed with guilt; guilt that his father is offering him such a nice thing to give to someone he doesn't even realize is human.
He continues to hesitate, turning his head back to Poseidon. ]
A...Are you sure? That I can have something so special to give to... a stranger?
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[Poseidon's expression softens as he watches Choromatsu falter, as if he's not really sure if he should accept them or not.
Though he has always been blinded by love for his children, he isn't completely unaware. After all, he rules the entire ocean. He would have to have some sort of insight, or else the world would not have been in existence for as long as it has. He knows well enough that his sons struggle to make meaningful relationships with others...so to hear that Choromatsu is really trying to makes him want to help him succeed.
He reaches down and tucks his index finger beneath Choromatsu's chin, tilting his head up slightly.]
A friend of my son's is no stranger, but also a friend of mine. Give them to him with my regards.
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