Dominic feels the urge, the desire to pursue that beautiful music so he can fill his head and his life with it, but it’s something that can be overcome by the force of will. He doesn’t know if that’s the potion at work, the fact that he’s better trained for this sort of thing than the average sailor, or simply that they’re not yet close enough. He shouts over the waves, and now he’s entering truly unknown territory.

“I would speak to you.”