For a brief moment Casper imagines actual seals and snickers at the idea of them slapping their bellies really fast. - Wait, he doesn't want the other to feel like he's laughing at him. "I... sorry. The animal, it's... just... yeah." Anyway.

Clearing his throat he holds on tight to the other's hand and starts walking. "This place is probably dangerous and I... uh. I mean I can probably take most things that this place can throw at me, so... I mean I don't think you''re weak or anything! Just... I'm used to being in the line of fire."