It was like having a sword at his throat and contemplating saving his ass or someone else's. But this wasn't for glory or to glitter up his name, this was just for her. For the lost little granddaughter who didn't have anyone else to watch her back but some crazy self-obsessed Sin that he still thought would kill her one day, if not intentionally.
"He hurt her...and I led him right to her. All so he could get his hands on something. It wasn't worth it. It wasn't worth him going after her. I held off as long as I could but there's only so long you can run Poseidon in a circle." He took a deep breath. This was new to him...the caring. The wanting to help someone else not just to keep his own ass out of the line of fire. He was quiet for a while and then spoke again. She really was a good listener when he stopped looking at her pretty face. Though, it wouldn't hurt to ask if she wouldn't mind one more roll around for old times sake. Before Dionysus showed up.
"It's not just Poseidon. I've tangled with the Christians, well one woman in particular. And I can't get her out of my head."