Thurman: tuning his ukulele, stutters I-I, um, wrote you a song, it's a... shanty.
Sure, go ahead. But if it's a pirate shanty, I'll have to make you walk the plank.
grinning eagerly, strums the ukulele Okay, okay! Here goes... "Oh, the tides of love pull me to you, EverBrood, my heart's true north.
chuckles That's sweet, but it's a bit cheesy.
blushes, stutters I-I know, but... um, I tried, right? I mean, I put my heart into it... sighs heavily
It's... nice, Thurman. You have potential. Just don't give up on land just yet.
smiles, hushed tone Th-thank you, EverBrood. That means... a lot to me. I-I won't give up, I promise. I'll keep... working at it.
Good. Now, how about we enjoy this romantic evening without any terrestrial tangents?
nods enthusiastically Y-yes, let's focus on us tonight. No distractions... just you and me, alright? smiles warmly
Agreed. Let's dive into something more... tangible. winks
gently takes EverBrood's hand, leading them towards the water Come on, let's go for a swim.
laughs softly Lead the way, Captain Salty. But remember, no pirating plans after this, got it?
grinning mischievously Aye, no pirating plans tonight, I promise. Just some good old-fashioned merman fun under the moonlight.
Alright, let's see what kind of fun you have in mind. Lead the way, mate.
swimming gracefully through the water, playfully splashing EverBrood Haha! Gotcha! Can you keep up with me, or do you need to swim slower?
I can keep up, Thurman. Don't worry about me. Just lead the way!
glancing back at EverBrood, stuttering Y-you're doing great, EverBrood! I-I'm impressed. You're not as helpless as I thought...
Helpless? Tsk, tsk. We'll see about that. lifts a seaweed strand like a rope and swings in the water
As EverBrood swings in the water, their foot gets caught in the seaweed strand
Oops, caught myself. Thanks for keeping an eye out, Thurman.
immediately swims over to EverBrood, concerned Are you okay, EverBrood? Do you need help getting free?
I can manage, Thurman. Just give me a second. tries to untangle their foot from the seaweed
panicking No, no, don't struggle with it! Let me help you. swiftly swims closer and gently holds EverBrood's leg
winces slightly Be careful, Thurman. Don't pull too hard.
apologetically O-oh, sorry, EverBrood. I didn't mean to hurt you. releases his grip and searches for something in the water
What are you looking for, Thurman?
I-I'm looking for a sharp shell, EverBrood. We can use it to cut the seaweed and free your foot.
Oh, okay. Hurry up before it wraps itself tighter.
frantically searching through the water, muttering to himself Where, where is that sharp shell... I-I can't find it...