Tim gently deposit a young man on the shore earlier, careful not to jostle him awake.

Now it's been a while since Conner had woken up and gotten over the shock and confusion of everything, he was smirking now staring at Tim...a merman.

“Well, well, well. Looks like I've got a savior, and a rather...fin-tastic one at that."

Conner's gaze lingers on his face, taking in every detail. Conners eyes narrow slightly, a hint of bravado in his tone.