It is alright, Amphitrite. We have plenty of time to see the sea, non?

[He carefully lays out the cloth atop where they both sleep, looking it over as he tries to think of how he is going to put it together. ...even after all of this, he thinks he has an idea.

He leans over and brings his hand up to his face, pressing his lips to the top of the snake's tiny head.]

I only want you to show me when you are comfortable with it. That way, we can both enjoy it.