Mystic wasn't trying to make a humorous image. In fact his lack of trying to do so is what made such appearances funny. He gave up trying to swim out of the bed. Swimming did not seem to work when attempted with air. Plus the legs he hadn't ever used but once or twice before being reigned in by a fishermens net. Being taken captive hadn't given much opportunity for practicing. He had never had any reason or urge to do so. He sighed in exasperation as his escape attempt failed...miserably.<br/><br/>He eyed Hiro with a fear filled gaze. He was peering around the man's daughter to do so but he felt sheltered enough that he wasn't flailing as much. His legs still twitching as he tries to make them cooperate. Tries yet isn't quite able to pull it off. The legs had barely managed to stumble and crawl himself here. Had he not been a siren he would most likely have died. Luckily he was and he hadn't died. He eyes the man cautiously. Only partily relaxing since the man hadn't moved.<br/><br/>He watched the man duck out of sight. That relaxed him a bit. Not much but made it so he wasn't holding his breath any longer. He blinks and looks at her. "Farmer? What is a farmer? I have never heard of a farmer before....is it something that won't eat me?" he asks. Curiousity starting to replace the terror that had been there before. Merfolk were extremely curious people yet very rarely endulged in their curiousities.<br/><br/>He looks at her and bites his lip. "He isn't going to eat me or put me on display is he?" he asks. Words came easier than they had before. He had never been a very social merperson. He eyed the doorway but not as fearfully. He looks down to the legs that had replaced his tailfin. "What are these completely useless limbs? Why are they there and where is my tailfin?" he asks softly. Completely perplexed by the fact he had no tailfin but limbs he had never seen as useful. He looks at her. "What does a farmer do if he isn't a fishermen who tortures people like me?" he asks softly.