"O-Oh, well I guess that makes sense, if you were washed ashore, maybe your throat is sore?"
He shook his head, bottom lip quivering
"O-Oh...are you able to speak..?"
He shook his head again
"....Well, it's good to see your at least alright..-"
He smiles a bit and looks at Ezra..
He smiled a bit back at him
"Anyways...is there a way you might show me how you got these legs-?"
"..."
He bit his lip, trying to think of a way as he scrunched up his nose-aaand at that was when Atlas surfaced, looking for Ez
"Ezra wouldn't be up here, ri-...E-Ez...E-Ezra...?"
He stared from a bit afar...wide eyed..-
R:"It's alright if you can't think of something, you don't have to tell me-"
He let out a frustrated huff and faceplanted into Roman's chest
