[This fellow had a fairly eventful entrance, though he's been quieter and less in evidence since that particular bit of chaos -- both because he's much too busy trying to hoover up some lore and gossip (Theodore the exposition monkey is truly doing his best) and because he was busy with arm day.

Arm day is the important bit, really, because it means he can hold up his new plant bottle hands in a sort of whoa, buddy gesture when the local lobster comes a-scuttling (is he scuttling yet).]

Hey, now, I only know about as much as you... and the mermaids I know aren't that fashionable. [and how; he looks bemused as he takes in this fellow, but it's a quick glance-over, classifying him in a room full of unclassifiable creatures] I'm still a little busy trying to figure out how Giants eat and sleep, to tell you the truth.

What about you, this your first time with a tail?

[He is indeed assuming mermaids come with a tail, what else would they have.]