Michael and/or Seal, spawn on a mermaid and a human man, happily sunning himself on the shore of Bouyan island, the waves washing over his bare, dolphin like skin as he waits for Moira and her siblings to return home, his belly full of fish. He's fairly certain the island is deserted.
And now she’s a little horrified.
“Definitely not. Why would you- No. I technically eat sunshine and air. And the occasional fruit or berry for the fun of it. No meat.”
She makes a face of significant discomfort.
"I guess it's kinda different when you can understand what they're saying, and develop friendships with them through extended conversations."
She stares downwards in thought.
"Huh. Interesting. Never met one of those, so I have no opinion on their intelligence."
She follows, although it's a tree branch that lowers her gracefully down to ground level.
"Lead the way."
Surprised, she watches confused for a moment, studying the way he moves, and attempts it for the first time. She immediately trips and falls on her face, her feet not moving fast enough.
"Right... I'll try that again then?" She laughs good humouredly before taking off, now clearly having gotten the hang of this 'running' thing.