Cristiano nodded slowly at her as he continued to stand up on his fin. "I don't know how," he said. "But I will," his words were very promising despite his lack of understanding for this place or the magic that made her this way. He was likely biased and wanted her to remain as a mermaid. He could not even promise he would look at her, think of her, the same way if she had legs. Her family was kind and he did not hate them but he still did not trust the humans and there was a mental block that would likely stop him from wanting to see her, too. Legs were simply not....normal.