The more he stayed in the shade, the more the burns receded, healing remarkably fast. His expression of pain became one of mild discomfort as the welts faded, turning grey and then black, his skin soon restored but only as long as he huddled in the shade.<br/><br/>He nodded at Kairi's question. "Mindless ones took. I stop. Bring," he replied, gesturing to their surroundings. He'd spoken with Old Blsh at length last night, trying to learn more surfacer words. It was difficult underwater but he'd learned some of the mouth movements to expand his vocabulary. Unfortunately, he hadn't had a lot of time to practice between now and their last meeting.<br/><br/>"They hurt," he touched his chest, "inside." His accent was terrible. It brought to mind the kind of speech impediment a deaf person might have, one who was born deaf and had never been able to hear their own voice. "Not know they hurt you. Want help." He looked to her with interest. "You help?"