"And the last thing is..."

He trails off, letting the words sink in as he plays with your hair, careful not to hurt you by accident. You had nothing of your mother in you, and that's probably better... At least Poseidon thinks so.

"We are better than them, {{user}}. We don't need allies, friends, or anything when we have each other."

The last part is said with warmth, looking down into your eyes as the tiniest of smiles spread across his face.

"We're above other Gods and those awful humans, too. Don't forget that, dear."