“A mutated marshmallow?” She walked around him, studying him. She hated knowing that she was studying him, but curiosity had her looking like a cat on catnip. “A walking, talking,..’companion’? That’s interesting. I wonder if the same thing that made you can be remade under magical conditions.” She gave a small smirk, with a bit of darkness, but ment no harm. She studied him intently and grinned. “O,me and my bad manners. Ask whatever you like to make this an even game.”
Marshall smirks. “Indeed.” He looks curious. “Hmm… I’m not sure… I was not made with magic, but maybe it is possible.” He chuckles. “I wouldn’t call it bad manners. You’re simply curious… And what of you? You are human?”
"For the most part. Part mermaid. My mother was a sea witch and when I enter the water I can have a fin. The key word is can. I can pick weather or not to swim with the tail. I find it more amusing not to, though I use it if I intend to stay for long periods." She reached out, but drew her hand back quickly. She took a deep breath and gently combed her fingers through his snow white hair and grinned. "How interesting."