It is alright.

[He reassures him under his breath, cupping his hand around him slightly so he's less in full view of the others. They probably don't quite know what they're looking at. Mostly, the only part they recognize is Poseidon himself.

The sea king swims into a large open area that looks somewhat like an outdoor bazaar with lots of different wares being sold by merfolk of all different kinds. There is one area flanked by seaweed that Poseidon swims for that is being run by a woman currently shaking out a billowing piece meant to be tied on a belt to be worn around the waist. Once she notices Poseidon, he begins chatting with her amicably, explaining that he would like for her to see if she has something a bit less revealing in stock. Poseidon would make something himself, but his magic only goes so far...and he's not the best at making clothing. Especially nothing that's meant to be modest.

He turns to look at Amphitrite once she's disappeared for the moment.]

You may find someday that you want to try and change up your wardrobe a bit. This would be the place to come do that.