Theseus kept his gaze down on the water, his hands griping the rail. "I'm just scared to get so close and have anyone destroy someone I can't protect. Then I'm back to where I started. It's easier to feel nothing." That's something Amphitrite would never hear from Poseidon....that defeat, that despiration, the admittance of his cowardice. This was something the sea queen could completely twist in her favor. Theseus wasn't hers, he was her husband's bastard. She could use it to goad Poseidon, but he really hoped she wouldnt.