That actually made the old sea squid cringe. He'd not fucked around in what felt like decades. It had really been months, but this long seemed almost unnatural. He'd never been a clean whistle for Amphitrite this long, especially while she was knocked up. It was starting to make him go soft.
"Where the hell you been hiding when I died, kid? I get shot and you make a road trip?" He reached for the clothes folded in the empty chair, pulling the gray t-shirt over his head and peeling off the hospital gown, the rest of him still hidden under the sheets
"I threw her husband at her and she freaked." He'd been proud of himself for that one. Until Briareos turned into a waste of space. "It was a gift. Then he became a little shit."