"They're merchants. Traders. Even a bad enough storm is reason for them to fear foundering in the waves." A war ship might be heavily armed and armored to be able to protect itself, but a cargo ship? There's only so much you can do to balance capacity with speed, there's no way a ship so weighed down could ever hope to outmaneuver or outrun a leviathan.

Even explaining himself, it's hard to remember to breathe. Not when it feels as though those eyes can see straight through to the very heart of him. Not when he's staring at a being of such grace and power that it makes his heart tremble just to behold him. This..... isn't normal, is it?