"Not exactly Poseidon." Dimitri said, his father knew Poseidon at least, but didn't hold nearly as much domain. "My father was actually around before Poseidon was, Nereus is his name. Though, he isn't exactly... known for being the bravest warrior around." Dimitri said. If he'd been able to pick who his godly parent was, he'd have made a different choice easily. It'd at least be nice to have a parent that would visit, even if they were a god. And his expertise were more with agriculture than water anyway. Still, it was the hand he was dealt, and he felt no reason to be complain about it. He was the child of something bigger than humans, that was special, though maybe a little bittersweet at times. "He's not a widely known god, but he was mostly known for being hunted by men and shape shifting to escape. If they caught him anyway, he'd share his knowledge with them."<br/><br/>Still, she agreed to sing for him, he was excited, but nervous too. He wasn't sure if it would be a blissful or a hellish feeling. Still, she seemed to know her way around in a fight, which was more than Dimitri could say about himself. "It is something I'd like to experience. If I try anything, hit me or knock me away, I won't mind. Just don't let me do anything you wouldn't let me do if you weren't singing." Dimitri said, and it was important to him that she followed that. He knew the risks, and he wanted to keep as many of the risks on himself rather than on her. He took a deep breath before she started singing. He suddenly had several last second regrets. Maybe he should have blocked one ear? Made a safe word? Only have her sing for just a moment? But he wasn't able to voice those thoughts, as she began singing. He simply looked at her and tilted his head as the blissful sound poured into his ears.<br/><br/>He was in a trance, suddenly, only able to barely make out what was going on. The sound put him in a heavenly state, and he suddenly viewed Melody in a whole different light. It was the song speaking, but for that time, she wasn't part siren, she wasn't even the girl he'd just met that day. Instead, she was suddenly a divine angel that he wanted to sweep off of her feet. And on top of those thoughts, he started seeing visions.<br/><br/>He saw himself with a woman, much older than he was. He'd already known who she was, sharing the same key features as him, it was his mother. He was sitting on the beach with her, laughing, as though he hadn't missed all of the years he'd needed her for. There was no abandonment, only the joy that loved ones brought to one another. Then he saw himself with an old man whose eyes resembled that of a calm sea. He could see the wisdom and age in the man's eyes, but Dimitri knew it wasn't a man. It was something much more divine. Him and his father stood on top of a marble structure on a large mountain. Looking down though, there wasn't a usual sense of wonder what was going on in the world, everything was just resolved. And then he saw himself, much older, back home, visiting the people that raised him. And with him, he'd brought his kids and his wife. And it was at that moment where the smug sense of doubt flooded his thoughts. That none of this would ever be a reality. The song was over.<br/><br/>In the time he was seeing the visions he'd slowly gotten closer and closer to Melody until he was close. Very close. He'd even taken her hands into his own, assuming she hadn't knocked him to the ground. If she had, that's where he'd be, if she hadn't he'd just be standing there in place.