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Poseidon sighed and carried on watching his son with attentiveness. Despite what most demigods believed most gods like him truly did care for their children. Right at this moment he was watching his son Percy. He watched with a smile on his face as Percy went around the house helping his mother with chores. Hera would have liked him had it not been for the fact that he had been born of a woman who was not his wife. If there was one thing Hera despised it was husbands cheating on their wives but she understood that his situation was different because he did not truly love Amphitrite but married her to secure the peace of his realm. But that did not mean she approved on what he did. He did not enjoy hurting Amphitrite whether it was deliberately or by accident, he just did not love her like she loved him. He shook himself out of his oddly pensive thoughts and turned his gaze back to his son. A mortal man approached Percy and Sally's home. Poseidon instantly disliked this man because although his intentions towards Sally were semi pure, his thought towards his son were disgusting. He carried on watching but did nothing to intervene until it was completely necessary. He was later forced to intervene when the mortal took his son to a fish food restaurant and taunted his son for his disgust. He appeared for a brief second to mortal eyes grabbed the mortal and threw him in a desert and wiped his memory.