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He nods a bit, not really commenting on Alys' history. No, it was probably better to get thinking to happier thoughts, although he wasn't sure that talking about climbing walls counted as 'happier', although at this point, it probably did. "Well, I've heard that octopi can climb glass walls. I'm sure given some time, you might be able to. At this point, anything seems possible."

Well, at least he was mostly dry now, except for his still soaked work pants. That was ok though, laying out his shirt on the rock he had been sitting on, before going back to his coat, retreiving the previously mentioned wallet. It took him a few to fish all the photos from the wallet and then walked over. "Here it is... My PBY. She was a late production model. Saw some service in the Pacific theater. Then once that wrapped up, the military started selling them off to other countries. I'm not sure how many owners she had before me, but she was pretty beat up when I got her. Here's a photo of when I got her...", he said, pulling out one photo of the plane, looking pretty bad off.

He then held out another picture, of the plane, all sleek, painted, and repaired. "This was taken a few months ago. The controls and wiring took a while to fix as well, but she was real a joy to fly." Yes, he does talk about the plane like it was a child. Or a friend. Or both.

He chuckled a bit, "Well, just don't climb too high. Last thing we need is you getting hurt because you tried to play Spiderman." The pilot shuffled through a few of the pictures he had of the plane, letting Alys see them, since it seemed she didn't want to get them wet.

"I'm not sure she would now...", he said, as he looked over a few photos of him fishing from the top of the airplane. "When I was offered the money to pay off the company's debts, they said they'd use other transportation means, and put the PBY in storage for when I completed my services for the company. Considering what happens to folks around here and stuff, I'm doubting they actually did that. For all I know, they could have sold it to a museum, or worst..." He really didn't want to think about the fact that the plane could have been 'razorbladed', the act of turning the metal in a plane into scrap so it can be used elsewhere like in razorblades for example.

He stacked the photos back together, and returned them to their home in the safety of his leather wallet. "I'm sure she's fine though", he said with a smile that didn't hold much confidence for the statement.

He smiled a bit, although it was odd to be patted by a tentacle. But he tried not to think of it as a bad thing. If anything, it seemed Alys at least understood what he felt when he talked about his plane. "I'm sure they'll be ok. They probably covered it up so they might be adopted by someone and in a nice pet cage somewhere safe."

Alex adjusted his sunglasses as he sat down on the sand and looked out over the lake. "You know, other than the fact that the wildlife and the population around here are pretty much one and the same, this really is a nice place." It was pretty much a tropical island with almost all the comforts of home. It probably had more comforts than he'd personally had, actually.

He didn't say anything afterwards, turning his attention from the lake towards the blue skies above, watching the occasional cloud drift by. Mostly he just wanted to try and enjoy that bit of calm, and not let himself worry about the past or the future. At least for that moment, things were alright.

Food? He had forgotten all about the fact that they'd come out to the lake to fish, even though they hadn't found any fishing gear to speak of. "Oh, sure. I guess it is getting sort of late in the day. Let me grab my stuff", he said, as he scrambled back up, and grabbed his shirt and slipped it back on. He also picked up his shoes, but decided that he'd rather not wear them since they still probably had a bit of water that needed to evaporate from them. Plus, its not like it would kill him to walk barefoot for now. The leather coat he held with a hand, letting drap over his shoulder.

"I wonder what they've got to eat back at the village cafeteria tonight." His own stomach was feeling a bit empty now that the idea of getting something to eat had been brought up. He knew he wouldn't mind some fried chicken, or something else that might be totally unhealthy.

He nodded some, as he started his walk back towards the village. "Oh, you don't have to go through the trouble if you want. I'm sure I can see it later when you've found it."

Now that Alys had mentioned her cravings for fish, it had made him wonder about himself. He wasn't changed, yet, so he really shouldn't have to worry about what he was eating. Right?, he thought to himself. He shrugged a bit to himself, and looked over, "Well, you are becoming something aquatic. I guess its not really that suprising. I wonder if they have sushi. Its fish, but its also well prepared fish. Eh, not like I ever went out and got any back home, but they did have some of the best noodle shops though."

Alex continued his walk up the path, looking back to Alys, nodding to her noodle comment. "I won't mention the number of times I had to make instant noodles while I was on the job. Some of my cargo runs lasted a good 8 hours solid. I'd land, get some nice hot water, a noodle cup, and dash back for the return flight. Or I'd keep a thermos of hot water nearby in fly and use it."

He chuckled a bit, "Mostly I ate them because I was putting most of the money I made back into the business, trying to pay off the debts. Had to eat poor to pay the bills."

It was her shivering that caught his attention though, realizing that she was pretty wet. He wasn't so bad off himself, but then again, he wasn't becoming a fish either, or he hoped he wasn't anyways. It was a simple motion of his arm as he held his coat over towards her. "I know it probably won't help a lot but if you're getting cold, you can use this till we get back to the village. Don't need you getting sick or something." No need to get sick and have a housecall by one of the doctors, is what he was thinking though.

He nodded a bit. "I'll dry it off when I get back to the duplex. It shouldn't be that bad off. Its not like I never got the thing wet before." He smiled some as he walked slowly in the direction of the Cafeteria. It shouldn't be much further at the rate they were going. Plus there was a laundromat next to the cafeteria, so it wouldn't be hard to dry some of the clothes off there either.

"Hmm, I never thought of it like that. Still, you probably shouldn't chance it. Just because you're a fish doesn't make you any less human." Ok, she wasn't exactly a fish, but he wasn't 100% sure what she was either, so it sounded ok in his mind. "And as for who would know, I'm sure the folks up in the labs might have some pretty decent guesses..."

And lo', the two arrived at the doors of the cafeteria, where much food could be had. Alex walked over to the doors to open it for Alys, since it was the proper thing to do.