Mystic waited for the answer from the raven. Eyeing the young woman warily. He felt better after having some water back in him. The breeze taking that faint scent of the ocean her way every so often. She didn't seem to react to the strange affect the water had on him. He wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing. He was leaning towards good thing because it meant she wouldn't know what he was. The raven did though. All of nature knew what he was. Animals were wise and in tune to things of that sort. She was a different sort of girl. He had never seen one that didn't show much reaction to anything. Than again the only girls he knew were mermaids and the Sea Witch.<br/><br/>He kept his gaze on her. A wary and very unsure gaze. There was no almost afraid to it. He was afraid of her. His first experience with land people had not exactly been a pleasant one. It had been painful and full of suffering. Kept away from any water save the few drops they offered him every so often to keep their "prize" from passing away. Afraid he would run so the kept him from that which kept him healthy. He just watched her. Seeing her sit back on her heels and relaxed just slight more. She had taken a relaxed peaceful stance now. Not one that could be perceived as attacking. The fact that she didn't move added to the fact he relaxed just a sliver more.<br/><br/>He looked to Nyxx. Watching him as he settled on the woman's shoulder. A sign that maybe she was safe. Animals, no matter what kind, always knew when a person was good and safe. He had a hard time believing his observations until he heard the raven's words. He watched as the Raven appraised him. Trying to push himself back up with his one good, normally strong but weak from his six month torment, arm. He listened as Nyxx spoke into his mind.<span style="font-style: italic">She is safe. She will not hurt you.</span>That was the basics of what Nyxx had said. It had been enough though. He studied the young woman again. Processing the raven's judgment then after a few moments he relaxed. If the raven said it then it was true. The raven's words were good enough for him.<br/><br/>He listened to the landies melodic sounding voice. He looked to his legs. "These limbs are useless." He said with a frown. He shook his head. He had never used them. Sitting on a rock with them there was one thing. Being on land and knowing how to use them was another. "They don't work. They are useless things that aren't normally there." He said. Yeah. That probably wouldn't make a damn bit of sense. He looked at them like they were foreign objects. Trying to will them to work like his tail fin. They sort of moved at the knees a bit like a tailfin. Together. He looked at her and nodded his head. "The fall from the wheeled thing they had me in...probably did that. Most likely mother's doing through connections of hers. The smooth sand (dirt) suddenly went rocky (bumpy)." He said simply. Probably not making sense again.<br/><br/>He looked at her and let out a cry of terror. "NO!" He cried out. Flailing his one arm that wasn't broken like he was trying to swim through air. He was allowing himself to trust this landie. He was not going to trust a landie who had no vouching words from a creature that could be trusted. He winced and panted. His movements stopping. He sunk back down. "I don't know what a healer is but another landie is not safe. You are safe or so Lord Nyxx has said." He closed his eyes. Breathing a bit heavily. He opened his eyes. Sure her tone brooked no arguement but those of the sea tended to at times be arguementative anyways. "I dont' even know how to use these useless limbs." He said. Pointing at the legs. "Useless limbs." He said again. His breathing returning to normal. He didn't have much energy to exert. Too much time away from water. Too much time to dehydrate to almost critical levels. He wanted the sea. On land he felt trapped. Hopeless. Unsure. He didn't know anything about land people and their customs. He just knew the sea. Where he had always been.<br/><br/>In other words...desolated feelings came from him. He felt lost. Lost in a world he really knew very little about. He looked at her as she started speaking again. Let her help him? He felt that panic the mention of another had cause flee like it had never been there. "Rae'Vynn..." He echoed. It sounded almost like he was singing it as the siren part of him said it. It rang out slowly. He felt the soothing strokes and relaxed even further. Looking at her with trusting yet nervous eyes. "Yes. He told me his name." He said softly. He looked at himself. "My name is Mystic." He wouldn't tell her what he was just yet. He believed the raven but until he trusted her fully he wouldn't risk his safety that he seemed to have right now. "Okay...I'll let you help me." He said after long moments of silence. The sea was so far away. So very far away and yet it called to him.