Well, he would've considered the idea INCREDIBLY dandy, even fun in a sense! Had it not he remembered her species is just large cats that considered people like him and Wiska? Probable delicacies had Sin not be with them. In short, being here was not a single pinch of comfortable onto it for him. Wiska had a more straightforward mind which, he wasn't worried that she might be scared because she... Well she's to straightforward, again, TO BE SCARED.<br/><br/>His head thought of these worries while their ship broke the water using the gentle wind to carry it's sails to farther land and distance, though, he felt a bit less concerned coming up to the Swamp, which had become his second home due to having odd second living with Wiska in a bit of an engaged household. His eyes averted, going to trace themselves back towards Wiska, as she would return with a strange looped necklace. He put it on, while taking listening ears to her voice while she spoke. He nodded in agreement to her words, then smiled slightly at the kiss. "Of course..." He said with a happy, but exhausted tone. This journey had made him left of his strength... He was ready to finish his time here, and go off to create a family... Maybe finally becoming a king that his people need, with a queen at his side.<br/><br/>Speaking of family, his sword has now discovered something to create impatient tones in his mind while on his journey. His father. It irks him incredibly to remember that his journey will be shot like a rabbit by the hands of a human rifle, and the people of Atlantis might be the gun. His sword finally took that weakness and provided to his actual character, not a physical bomb like losing sleep over nightmares, just the obsession of time. Which in some cases, might be worse then nightmares.<br/><br/>Seydon twiddled with his thumbs as they approach their destination, it seemed Frank and nice from a farther distance. His mind was racing, however, and his hands were constantly grabbing towards the collection of knives they had managed to gain through... Somewhat (but not completely) excessive spending. His powers have grown slightly, but still vary. The thought of the town's people looking at him like he was a meal (in more ways then one), disturbed him slightly, not just mentally at what will happen to him, but also sexually in the chat he sadly enjoys it. Such Imprefect, yet fun design has raged into Seydon.