As soon as Cronus arrived, they moved the boat away from the shore. The picturesque coast was still visible but Wrath wasn't paying any attention to it nor to the wide open waters. Bottle in one hand, a smoke dangling from the corner of his mouth, he squinted at the sky.
Dolly's demise had - to his own surprise - hit him harder than expected. Who'd have thought one could get so attached to a piece of inflatable rubber?
"Stop yer thinkin' business already, old man. I can hear the rusty wheels grindin' from here and it's annoyin'."