Even speaking Amphitrite's name left a bad taste in his mouth. He just couldn't get around the fact that she'd finally done the inevitable before, and had the balls to come back and rub his nose in it. He'd moved on to other things---and still came back to that damned woman. He wasn't going to beg. "Sure she does," he snorted with a biting laugh. That woman was becoming as cold as the ocean itself. He did, for a moment take the sunglasses off and take a glance at his favorite daughter. "You're too soft, you know."