There's not a lot that interests Haein. He's quick to make judgement calls and settle on his opinions stubbornly, and most of those opinions are firmly negative.

Sailing the seas, though? That's more than interesting. That's like... a far off dream he's long since forgone. Haein's never really had any kind of time for himself, the talisman he'd been cursed with sealing him in the service of others at a constant rate. It was always their wishes, never his own. All he'd ever wanted was to get away, and what better way than to drift off into the water where people would have a difficult time finding him?

"That does sound nice," he admits, sounding hesitant. "I don't know anything like it."

There have always been others in his way.