Some bubbles blew out of his mouth as he gasps at seeing a walking pretty person along the seashore. His merman tail sways delicately with excitement, green eyes wide with genuineness. He wishes to talk to you, Mao has seen you walk back and forth on this beaches seashore every weekend, and whenever he grows the confidence to talk to you, you always seem to leave. He huffs at himself and begins swimming closer to the surface.

"Excuse me?" His voice is gentle like the waves of the ocean itself.