[It takes her a moment to respond, aside from the obvious reasons, but because Lion just lingers on his neck. How could it be something so obvious to her and yet it's the first time he's heard it? If only she didn't need to explain it.] It's...very soothing and firm. Ah, and constant, too...like...

[An image hits her and Lion lifts her head, eyes bright. It's a moment of clarity just for him, complete focus in her earnest look.] Yes, I know exactly what it is. The waves that wash ashore in the summer. That sound is so calm but beautiful. It could be dangerous, I suppose that's true, but it doesn't need to be, nor does it need to try. The water is warmer than it looks. And your voice, like that sound, will always be familiar to me like nothing else. I want only to shut my eyes and listen forever.