"If I didn't know better, seems like you understand every word I'm saying." He murmurs curiously, as his gloved fingers rubbed over the wooden ocarina, his normal one was still on the Arcadia. His grip tightens, it was only by his gut feeling that he knew that he was safe... for now.

But what of Mayu? She has thirty-nine of his devoted crew looking out for her, but he supposes as her godfather he couldn't help but worry, especially in light of everything that happened.