Keep talking to Eadrom

"How did you get in here?" you ask him.

"The golden selkie brought me here," he says.

"Why?"

"To do a thing. The golden selkie promised to get me back my skin if I do this thing."

"What kind of a thing?"

He looks away, a frown creasing his brow as fresh tears roll down his cheeks. "He told me to play rough with any human that came through the water."

"Eadrom, I don't know what play rough means," you say. "Can you explain?"

"Selkies play rough sometimes. Males put their dicks in females, or other males, in their holes, or in their mouths. They say it is fun, but the other selkies do not like it. They fight and they cry, but the big males are strong. I don't want to put my dick in your hole and make you cry. I am too nice and I will never get my skin back." He turns away, pressing his face against the wall and holding on to the stones as he cries.