Stavanger Bay choke this low till the veins start to shiver

It seemed that her hesitation faded for a moment as she prompted him with questions of his wellbeing. The inky brute was not certain that he wanted to shed light on the injury on his shoulder with this female who had seemed wary of him and untrusting. The titan knew better than to share his weaknesses openly with those who were not trusted by himself or the mystics who watched over him. Her inquiries were left to linger in the air for a moment before the leviathan fixed her with his gaze and found himself breathing outward. If he did not share with her, she was unlikely to send his message along to the forest nymph who had tended to him.
 
“She instructed me not to touch the wrapping. I am fond of the sea, but I do not wish to keep its weeds attached to my being,” he answered her carefully.