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[ All that mouth-moving is a little distracting, but the gestures certainly help.

His face scrunches for a second while he thinks. So he needs more rope...there was another boat that Levy passed by a little while ago, unmanned at the time. Maybe that has what he needs? He didn't stop to check at the time, but it wasn't too far off.

Getting back to his feet, he looks across the beach the way he came, trying to see if he can spot it from here. Spoiler warning, he can't - but he can go back and try to find it!

As he goes to climb back overboard, he pauses, takes another bite out of his toffee apple, and hands what remains of it to Harry to hold. With that, he wordlessly tells him to wait, before clambering back to the sand and running off.

'Running'...'stumbling quickly like Bambi on ice'...Point is he's moving faster than usual. Legs are tricky and sand doesn't help.

He does return a short while later though, much slower than before but trailing an armful of rope with him. ]

((ooc: I've seen Harry around, I'm glad I've finally gotten to tag with him! And no, that's fine - he doesn't know any human sign language so gesture misinterpreting is a-okay!))

Oy—

[Right, he can’t hear him. So he’s just gonna....hand Harry a toffee apple and run off, okay. Sure. Harry watches him stumble away with some amusement and takes a bite of the toffe apple.

Well he left it. So Harry’s gonna eat it. He munches on it while he works on the mast, which is cracked enough thwt he’s just trying to pull it down so he can start all over. He’s preoccupied with that when Levy comes back so it takes him a minute to notice him.]

Well hey again. [He leans over the rail and reaches a hand down—for the rope or to pull him up, whichever comes first.] that for me?

[ He'll be just slightly heartbroken that Harry ate the last of his treat, but until he finds that out, he'll be presenting as much of the rope as he can lift up to where Harry is with a grin, before climbing back up himself.

Hopefully this'll help whatever he's trying to do. Because that's what people do for each other, right? Steal stuff from other sailors? It's helping someone else, so where's the problem?

Logic.]

[Look he never said NOT to eat it so as far as Harry’s concerned it was fair game.

Harry looks over the rope with a crooked smile, and makes a ‘thank you’ gesture he’s not sure Levy knows.]

Well. I’m sure whoever you got this from won’t miss it.

[ The 'thanks' is accepted with a nod and a bright smile of his own, which gradually starts to fade as he looks around for what he was eating.

The thing that he gave to Harry for safe keeping.

And then he sees the stick that was stuck through the centre of the toffee apple, and in that moment learns a valuable lesson; do not trust strangers with your stolen treats.

The crestfallen look doesn't last long though; he's soon more distracted by watching what Harry's going to do with the acquired rope. ]

[It is a small and relatively harmless lesson to learn this way. Besides, if it was stolen, he can probably go back later and get a new one. Harry does give him a completely unrepentant grin and a shrug when he sees his smile fade. He's happy to help an innocent learn lessons about trusting strangers.

Especially when they're so tasty.

He goes back to pulling the mast down, gesturing for Levy to help push.] I druther get a new one, but masts are a sight more missable than rope. [He motions as he speaks, miming breaking a stick and gesturing out at the sea.] It'll break anyway, if I get far enough, but I might get it to hold enough to get me where I'm headed.