This was a persistence merman, clearly willing to follow him as he struggled against the constantly changing currents that were responding to the wind that still raged above them at the surface. He had no choice but to follow in the blond's wake, Steve's body cutting through the water and providing him a slightly easier time as he forced his body to endure.

"You talk a lot," he remarked with a growl. He was still thrown around a bit in the water, but he was starting to make head way towards the shoreline, which was many miles off. He narrowed his eyes and huffed, ducking his head and pushing through the water. "You don't have to follow me either."