Oh, that kind of explaining... He'd thought someone had been giving her grief for practicing at all. Since he got the hang of his Talent without needing to figure it out first...it was kind of a reasonable thing to think at the time. Kind of.

"I guess that'd be kind of a pain. Getting complained at sucks."

He changes the wind, scattering the leaves into a different pattern, something that looks like the shape of a cat's face. "I don't think I'm strong enough to sail a ship! This is...kinda harder than what I am used to doing, though."