[She has absolutely no understanding of monsterkind or sea creatures in general. Mostly due to the incredibly ironic fact that unless it was a clownfish or a sea horse (tiny things that could appear harmless) she felt something along the lines of a respect laced kind of caution. Boxer's an exception in a great number of ways, mostly because she can't fear him any more than she would any other man when they met because of beer.

So hopefully she doesn't bother his anatomy, because she's more focused on just doing as she pleases and listening, obviously her eyes are open, but unless there's a noticeable dip in his skin or something, she isn't likely to notice on her own.]

Of course. [And since they're sharing:] You know every lady needs a little black dress, right? It's a classic necessity. Now, you pair that with a corset, sheer stockings, black heels? [She nips with her teeth, very gentle, more for effect than anything.] It's always a show stopper.