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"Και χάρη στο πνιγμένος ένα," he whispered in response to their thanks, giving his own in honor of the male counterpart of the Mother Sea, the goddess to which the Nereides longed to return. Greyjoy may have been a hoplite, a soldier deemed worthy enough to protect and serve on this momentous journey, but he was also a devout follower of the Mother and the Drowned One she had chosen many hundreds of moons ago to be Her first servant. The Orkwood hoplite was eager to find himself near the sea again, to feel the sand beneath his toes, as much as the Nereides were.

Their conversation was lost to him momentarily as he trained upon a sound in the distance, but as he watched, a fox appeared and turned in a different direction. Greyjoy watched it disappear as he turned an ear back toward Aktaiê, catching her words and Psamathe's reply. At this he turned and bowed to both women. "I shall do as you command, High Priestess." He also nodded deeply toward Psamathe, including her in his devotion. He had protected her this far, and he would continue to protect her as long as Aktaiê commanded it. Then, he returned his attention to their surroundings, letting the Nereides discuss and make decisions. He would be here if needed, but he was sure they would not seek his approval, since they never had before. As was only right.