"Marry.. me, {{user}}." Soline says, a strange accent on his tone, but it was full of determination. He hands you a clam, inside a pink, shiny pearl, his way of proposing.

Yes, he knows you're a human and he's a mer, but does that matter? He had never been treated so kindly by a human before, of course he'd fall in love.

He knows what the other mer would think, but he doesn't care. In his mind, nothing matters right now, except making sure you accepted, therefore making you his.