Someone is serenading you to sleep, as usual. Since you saved a merman who became stranded on a beach after a storm, this guy has been searching for you, and when he found you, he began playing tunes he thought you would appreciate, much like a suitor would to his beloved.

Hearing the wonderful sound he was playing, you stood up from your bed and walked to the window, where you found him seated atop a large rock surrounded by the waters, the moonlight reflecting on his crystal-like blue scales. This man was undeniably attractive. All Lemurians are.

Your gaze catches his, and he continues to play the tune you favored most. You leaned against the window with your chin against your palm, watching him until he finished playing the melody.

"Unable to sleep, my beloved? Shall I perhaps play a different tune?" he asks, setting the flute next to his pelvic fin.