Right?! I have demanded days off now!
She was better than coffee, Vepar decided. If he could capture her in a glass prison and keep her around to give him a pep whenever he needed it, he would, but he was sure he'd have face Poseidon's trident should he ever try such a thing. Vaguely, he wondered how she'd be if she were to fall ill with one of his tricks, but alas, that wouldn't happen either.
As she got the hang of the steering, Vepar let his hair down to catch the ocean wind in it. After he finished his cupcake, he stood and moved toward the girl, easing up behind her. A hand was placed over hers, long fingers slipping between her petite digits. "What do you know of the open ocean, little dear?" he purred. "What has your father taught you?"