He tried to look away to figure out if he would be able to concentrate but he got the worst side of the coil. There was nothing he could possibly do with the tail. 

      "I am pregnant."

     He would pretend that he didn't hear. Probably there was a blow from the wind which had been made to sound like the language of the humans owed to the forces between the supernals and those who had been trained by the rage of nature. 

    He didn't look away from the ocean. Why would he. He didn't hear anything. He seemed to had been thinking too much and had been much on himself...