Morgana watched him scoot his way along the sand with her head tilted like a curious puppy. Was that how humans moved without use of their legs? How on earth did they manage? She'd thought navigating with her tail in shallow water could be unwieldy, but in comparison to that it seemed exceedingly simple.
His familiarity with the seaweed she had brought him certainly spoke to something, though she couldn't say she was entirely sure exactly what. And then, as he began rummaging through his bag, she leaned forward just a bit to get a better look at what he was unpacking.
Ah. Of course. More candy. And a bottle of...something that she could only assume was alcoholic.
Then he produced the bracelet and held it out to her, and she stared at him in blank confusion for a long moment.
...Why did he keep giving her things?!
Of course, her general understanding of the world would indicate that in saving his life--and further, towing him to land, then finding the seaweed and his bag--she had more than repaid any debt she might have owed him for offering her a new experience with the candy, she was having a hard time looking at the bracelet as payment offered for those services. Because usually a payment was parted with reluctantly, and he seemed all too happy to just keep giving things to her!
Still, she allowed herself to drift to the edges of the shallows, then sighed and pulled her upper body out of the water entirely, so that she was sitting on the sand with two thirds of her tail trailing back into the surf. She reached out to accept the bracelet, and simply held it in her palm for several long moments before slipping it over her wrist.
There were certainly those among her kin who collected such things, enjoyed decorating themselves with pretty baubles--either scavenged, stolen, or crafted themselves from what materials the sea provided. She'd never really considered herself one of them, but she would admit a certain fondness for pretty things.
Rather than thank him for the bracelet, she asked quietly, "Who is...someone special? The one you were saving it for."