Cecelia and Elizabeth both watch for his reaction. "T'is true. We are expected to have children born from our s'kaska." S'kaska basically explained the mermaid perception of courting and making love. Or going to the beach in slang terms, both to conceive and give birth.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"That was not my condition. You have a year to at least consummate the marriage."</span><br/><br/>"We have instruments that work underneath the waves. Human ears cannot pick up on them." Jacoda really had had enough of this dinging experience. He jumps up from his chair, bolts across the table, swoops up Cecelia in his arms before heading for the nearest door. He heads for a pond that is usually called the pool. When completely submerged Cecelia's legs turn back into her tail. She thrashes around for a second, hoping that she doesn't get Jacoda while she does. The pond is not deep enough to stand up straight in the water by making small movements with her tail fin.