“You’re right,” I say, and move my fingers just so, so that Ross’s fall in between mine. “I’ll work on that.” I turn back to the screen, where Daryl Hannah is flopping around in a bathtub, her fin out and proud. “Hey, your tail comes out when you get wet too. Are you sure no human has ever seen a merperson before?” “Mmm, doubt it. At least, not in recent history. It had to be a lucky guess. And if you turn my Journey into some lame movie when I’m gone, I’m going to crawl out of the ocean and drown you.”
