[ Ten says a muffled 'thank you!' from inside the sweater, wriggling around until his head's in the right hole.

And both arms, too. The human ones, anyway. Now that he's sort of decent, he lets his other arms fall away so they're resting against the backs of his legs and along the curve of his backside like they normally do, the longer ones carefully curled so they don't hang too low. ]

Thanks, [ he says again, smiling brightly once he's able to look at Haru properly. ] You're awfully pretty too! I came from the ocean, yes! I've only been on land a couple of times, but I heard your music and I couldn't resist... I think it would be so great to meet more people from places beside the ocean.

Oh! And I'm Ten, by the way. There's more to it, but people who live on land have trouble with our language, I think? That's what my parents said.

[ If Haru doesn't need to breathe, well. Seems like Ten might be in the same camp. ]