He must be feeling safe if he's this talkative. Grandmother had mentioned to if you could hear the voices of children of the sea under the waves, you would hear constant chatter. As for the nearest body of water she could get him too... "There's a steam nearby. It's not very big or deep, but it should offer you some type of comfort." She pauses for a second, looking over at the door where her father's shadow is still visible. She winces when he mentions torture. "You've seen Baba. He's the only man in the house. My mama and two sisters Emi and Cho are here as well. Mama set your arm for you. We'll figure out a way to get you to the ocean." Her father's shadow retreats, either to retrieve the rest of the family or hopefully to bring them some food.  She fixes the blanket he had kicked off earlier over him, covering the fact that he has nothing on. "Can you eat human food? And you have a name?," she asks, happy he trusts her.