[ Wow, a picnic worthy of a Seacaster. Coming from Fabian, and maybe even somebody saying it like that in general, gives it a higher status that even Gorgug feels its worth. Which means the sides of his smile are crinkling when it widens, a further pride in his bones, his chest. Fish, cheese, and bread... who knew that's the way to a Seacaster's heart!!

And a Seacaster isn't the only one whose heart is being reached. Being a handsome helmsman? So very cool, and Gorgug looks at Fabian after he says it, giving his hand a squeeze back. ]

Really? I'm a handsome helmsman? [ Handsome, and a helmsman. Who knew those words would come out of Fabian's mouth about him? ] Would you like that? We could get a real boat, one with a helm, and I could really steer you out on the lake.

[ The lake. Because there isn't a sea, but maybe this piece of fantasy inside their reality would be nice to Fabian? Even if the size of boat Gorgug is imagining might be smaller than Fabian. ]