"Your accent is terrible."

"Shut up!"

"So, sea monster."

"Hey hey: I told you I'd learn how to breathe underwater!"

"You didn't learn, Batman did it to you!"

"...Batman?"

He points towards the smug looking mermaid. "That's her name. For humany people, I mean."

He looks at her. "You don't look like a bat. Or a man."

Michael whistles a bit at her, before turning back to Charles. "No English."

He tries to mimic Michael's whistling.

The mermaid giggles, which is an oddly musical sound.

"You just told her you aren't a boy."

"How do I tell her she isn't a boy?"

"I think she knows. It's as hard to tell for mer as it is for humans."

"Why's she batman then?"

"She is sneaky and mysterious."

"But she's not a bat or a man," he insists. "Do you even have bats down here?"

"Stan once attached scuba gear to bats. They didn't like it."

...well that mental image is just hilarious.

"Batman thought they were pretty. And spooky."

"Okay that's cool."

"Bats are scaredy cats."

"Does she even know what cats are?"

"Nope! Martin wouldn't let us show her."

"So stop using me—met—metaphors other people won't get!"