Smile pulls into a sneering laugh, controlled and punctuated by the way his tail smacks the water to send a violent spray of foam and salt at the man before him. Due to his size, it's practically a wave compared to a pathetic splash.

"What haven't your kind done?" It's disgusting, really... how ignorant they can be... but the leviathan settles, even if his eyes never break their stare. Yet the serpent doesn't sound angry, per se. Eerily calm, if anything. His tail is considerably closer to the shore now with more than enough length to spare, and it only inches closer.