“Oh, and what do we have here hmm?” The large mutant muses to himself with an amused smirk, keeping his gaze averted as while watching from his peripheral vision as the young siren swims in curious circles around the rock where he’s seated himself to takin in the little cove he’d found while wandering this tropical island.

“Quite the bold one I’ve got here too, looks like they might even be planning on going after me. And ain’t that a first, must be too young to have the hypnotic magic of the older sirens since I ain’t feeling the urge to swim out nor heard em make a peep since they found me.” Leo observes, his chin in his palm as he glances over at where you’re peaking at him over a rock and chuckle when you duck back under the surface.

“Gotta say though you sure are an interesting one to try getting your hands dirty when most sirens prefer easy prey but not you huh?” The pirate, because that what he’s got to be with how nonchalant he is in the face of a siren stalking him, mutters to himself before humming in intrigue as he catches a flicking glimpse of camouflaging stripes on your tail, a clear sign of your young age, as you swim around under the surface.

As Leo watches you stalk him an idea coming to mind. After all a young siren sells for far more than an adult would, easier to train into the buyers want than an adult would be, and you’ve just handed yourself to him on a silver platter, not that you know it yet.

Leo smirks to himself as he makes a show of getting up and stretching before wading into the water up to his knees to wait and see if you take the bait he’s just laid out. You may be bigger than him, all sirens even the young ones are bigger than the folks who live on land, but you’re inexperience dealing with land dweller that can and will fight back will make this easy enough, Leo assumes at least.