Jim's a little more reserved in the way he approaches, not that he can't be charming and flirty when he needs to be, but Licyn seems to have that down pat just fine, and two of them may be a bit much for this crowd. He shoots Licyn a faint smile, but is mainly focused on what the sailors are saying, and the garment they're mending. Up close, it's much easier to discern the shape, and he's even surer now with the sailors' back and forth that it's just as he suspected.

"The mermaids?"

Or the sharks, or... whatever else exists in that ocean. He's not especially eager to dive too deep in there, especially knowing he'd likely wouldn't be able to come back up.

"So they're diving suits. Don't you have a... head gear?" He gestures a hand up in front of his own face. "To be able to breathe down there, or something."