"Would you rather they call each storm after you?" she asked, insinuating she believed he had caused this train of storms. Whatever personal hell he was going through, she didn't think mortals should have to be the ones to endure it as well. It was selfish and careless. So much loss of life and homes. She blamed her father for these people's sorrow, but she didn't say it aloud. Not yet, at any rate.
She crossed her legs as she stared out at the ocean. She missed it, even if she had only been away from the harbor in New York for a few days. There seemed to be more expanse here, more to explore, but this was a dangerous time to go exploring. "Why are you so angry?" she asked finally. She knew the answer, but she wanted to hear him say it. Rhode might actually be a bridge between her parents. She didn't like seeing them divided. She visited her mother often, this little side quest being the longest she had gone without seeing Amphitrite in a long time.