Triton watched him calmly.  "Absolutely...but nothing else that would aid you in<em>this</em>."  He glanced over at the other Scion.  "Kelly, take that to Hideo posthaste, and convey my deepest respects."<br/><br/>Kelly stood on her tiptoes to kiss Dave, and pressed a scrap of paper into his hand (which, when examined, predictably contained her phone number).  "I'll see you around," she whispered, grinning, before taking off like a shot out the door.<br/><br/>The messenger of the deep politely made no mention of this.  "A new Titanomachy draws near, David, and you would do well not to neglect your education.  I have been where you are, and I understand that skill in battle does you more obvious good, but in the battles to come, knowing what you face will avail you more than the strength of your arm."  He smiled, and his grip tightened on the trident he held.  "Though that never hurts."