The Maiden stopped, her gaze on the floor. There was nothing she could say. Nothing she SHOULD say. Experience with the Captain had taught her that he wouldn't stay after declaring his intention to leave. No matter how badly she wanted to beg him to stay, to throw up wards that the Mighty Poseidon couldn't break through after hundreds of years of trying, she knew he wouldn't.
Still. Something in his demeanor said that if he left now, he would never come back. Lifting her eyes, she fixed him with a pleading look.