Poseidon was more than amused by his comments. Jeremiah may have liked and tolerated Elisa but Poseidon rarely held emotion for anyone other than himself or his own family. It was pointless to hold affection for mortals who would die in a few years. Poseidon raised an eyebrow at Raven when he put his legs out.
"Hardly prey but definitely lovelier than your current face." He tilted his head and looked at Raven with a smirk, his dark gaze drifting along the length of the man's body. "Are you going to offer to distract me today, little bird?"
He frowned and barely cast a glance over at Elisa. "Threats rarely get what you want, Elisabetta. You have no evidence." He looked back at Raven and frowned. "She is still asleep, she doesn't know yet and might not ever." He shot him a clear glare that said Demeter was not to be brought into it.