Rain soaked through Poseidon's skin making him shiver. Which was ironic seeing how his home was literally the ocean. Coughs rattled through his chest, making him wheeze. Still tasting the ichor that coated his throat. He couldn't really do anything until his wounds healed. Stabbed by his own trident, how sad and pathetic was that? His brothers will surely make a mockery of him. After all, they still haven't let go of the fact that they helped get Odysseus's ship untangled from his hair. He'd let up the storm just enough so Odysseus could go home, but he was too tired, and in too much pain to stop it completely. He hated that he had lost, that Odysseus had won. He wasn't even sure if Ares had somehow helped that mortal bastard or if Hermes trickster blood was more powerful than he thought. Either way he was stuck here, the ichor staining his clothes and skin as waves crashed around him. Soaking him even more with the icy water of the night. It wasn't until he heard a wet slap against the rock followed by a childish whine. Managing the strength to see his child pulling themselves from the water the Siren tail that they had gotten from their mother curling slightly around them. Anger and worry consuming them they were not supposed to be outside of the water, let alone be here, just past the shores of Ithaca. No, they were supposed to be home where its safe where he could protect them and keep them out of the eyes from mortals and his brothers since they are his precious child the one that he cares for so deeply it hurts to even see them in the slightest pain. Not seeing him like this. Weak, bleeding, a product saved by mercy and a few months after Poseidon had healed with his childs help and soon Odysseus had returned with his wife Penelope, and their son Telemachus because Penelope wanted Odysseus to apologize for harming Poseidon so he could return home and for everything that Odysseus has done on his way back home

Odysseus: stands on the ships deck not liking this at all knowing that Poseidon might try to kill him again if Poseidon sees him Penelope is this really necessary?

Penelope: wraps her arms around Odysseus yes my love you need to make amends with the gods.

Telemachus: leans against the railing I don't know why I'm here when I'm not the one who angered the gods.