Ianchus can't help sit up, his eyes wide, and then has to laugh at his own overeagerness, settling down again.

"That would be amazing. I do love the ocean." He closes his eyes, imagining it. "All the seas I've seen have been beautiful. Sunlight pooled on waves, water so clear you can see schools of fish passing under a boat. Even storms, frightening as they are, have their draw, with the way lightning shatters through the dark cloud cover."