The only thing Dimitri could think to do was to put the coffee back on himself. The demigod nearly flinched at the heat of the coffee, once again making contact with his skin. The only solace he found from being live entertainment for his father and the scorching heat of freshly made coffee was the release of the grip of the tainted water. Dimitri had become quite talented with hydrokenesis, but his will was intensely insecure with water that wasn't pure.<br/><br/>By the time Dimitri was feeling relief from the initial burning of coffee, he could hear his father chuckling, and the promise Alannah had made to Daniel. "They were just leaving." Dimitri might have been hurt somewhat, had the physical pain of coffee on him and the panic of getting his father out of here not existed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"Yeah, we are."</span>Dimitri promised to Alannah. There was resentment in his voice, though it was all aimed at Nereus. The god was still chuckling at the entirety of the situation. Dimitri was enraged, an emotion so unknown to him. His father had brought him here to cause problems with someone he cared for, even after all of the daunting work Dimitri had completed for him. In a split second decision of anger, Dimitri went to grab Nereus's chest by the fabric of his shirt.<br/><br/>In a fraction of a second, Nereus darted back, as though he had darted from being grabbed a million times in the past. His expression, however, was no longer amused in the slightest. Anger filled the eyes of Nereus, something Dimitri hadn't ever seen. Dimitri suddenly felt regret at his actions.<br/><br/>Nereus let out a vulgar curse in English, then several more in an ancient Greek language. He grabbed Dimitri by his collar, and Dimitri still had no reluctance to fight back.<span style="color: #BFBFFF">"Follow me now, for your own best interests."</span>Nereus threatened in a growl at Dimitri. The demigod still wasn't afraid, but a glance at Alannah and Daniel reminded Dimitri that he had no choice. He had to obey.<br/><br/>Nereus dragged Dimitri out of the coffee shop by his throat. The second they were on the streets of Boston, Dimitri was thrown to the cement. The calm side of Dimitri couldn't shake something though. Something wasn't right about the whole situation. Nereus was a god, who'd been aiming to get a rise out of Dimitri.<br/><br/>Why had he stopped being amused when Dimitri tried to grab him?<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">-----A Few Days Later-----</div><br/><br/>Dimitri still felt sore from the beating he'd gotten. There were no more physical marks on his face, save for some small scratches. The demigod had spent the majority of the night listening to everything he heard, trying to carefully decipher any of the Greek that he could. Something was out of place, but Dimitri had decided he was going to take his time. Pressing the god would have made him close up on whatever it was Dimitri was looking for.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BFBFFF"><span style="font-style: italic">"You screw this up? You're going to feel what regret is really like."</span></span>Dimitri frowned at the memory. There was many things Dimitri wanted to reply with, but he'd kept his mouth shut. The sight of Boston Harbor was enough to lift his spirits, if only slightly. Of course, getting in the water without attention was impossible. That was, unless you were on a boat, out in the water. Luckily for Dimitri, he had a new friend.<br/><br/>Dimitri wasn't fond of boats that ran on motors, which is why seeing so many sails was comforting. A bond between man and sea, if there was any. As a being, Dimitri was part man and part sea, it was one of the hardest things to accept. Seeing mankind have the consideration to respect the ocean was something special to the demigod.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF8000">"Alright kid, we're a safe 'nuff distance from the harbor. Be careful down there, amphibian."</span>Alan said, the same Frogman he'd met days prior.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0040BF">"Yeah, thanks."</span>Dimitri replied. Dimitri didn't have anything in particular he wanted to share with the man, other than his thankfulness for the boat ride.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF8000">"Just remember to report back as to what you find. These are strange, dangerous times. You're lucky to still be welcomed down there."</span>Alan said, almost somewhat forcefully.<br/><br/>With a simple nod, Dimitri plunged down into the water. He could always resurface near a beach later that night. For now, his primary focus was to go down, until he found whatever he was looking for. Apparently, he'd be able to feel it when he was getting close.