Oceo looks at the man as he threw a temper tantrum. Wench? What was a wench? He looks at him. Crown prince...oh...that is why the man was so upset. He merely shrugs and smiles playfully. Giggling a bit and blinks. Tilting his head to the side. Disrespectful? Fun and playing was not disrespectful. He sighs and looks at him. He moves his hands all around. He was trying to make him understand...the sea WAS his kingdom. Expecially below it. He groans. "A-l-l s-e-a m-i-n-e." he sounds out. Clearly not used to talking in any tongue other than the language of the sea itself. He rolls his eyes. "T-e-m-p-e-r-t-a-n-t-r-u-m." he sounds out. Looking at Unabara pointedly. He stands up and smiles. Giggling as he starts half walking half running ON THE SURFACE of the water.