It sounds beautiful and she can understand why stories call the songs of sirens hypnotic. She's felt that pull, but the way he explains it makes it truly make more sense. Now she has to wonder how many fall prey to these creatures back home, whether to pleasurable ends or terrible ones doesn't really matter. Her curiosity wants to know all.

"Thoughts and feelings through song that don't require words," she muses, a small smile on her lips. "It suits you. Many things about the sea do, but this above many other things feels right for you." A creature of beauty and death, of feelings too big to get out without help. Chris is many things and she'd never have chosen this for him, but now that it's a part of him she can't imagine him without it.

"It's all right if you're not getting it across well. I've experienced some of it already, and someday I hope to know it again so I can understand it even better." She squeezes his hand gently. "I could no sooner explain how or why I do or experience certain things. What you've offered is plenty, I promise."