--Yes, Mr. Matt, it will make a difference, and no I can't tell! For goodness' sake, don't be difficult or I'll be forced to come over there and do this in person.

[ an idle threat, considering, but just roll with it bro? just roll with it? ty. ]

Look, look-- I'm trying to do something here, don't jump the gun~! I want to enjoy you regaling me with a prayer in a proper atmosphere, okay? The mood is all wrong, mm. Are your eyes closed? --Both eyes! You had best not lie, that's very unseemingly and unacceptable in these circumstances, I assure you...!

[ not that he's waiting for a confirmation?? before he rattles onward, ]

So, let's see. Um-- alright. Alright~! I want to try and feel a little bit of this magic you've spoken about, so in the spirit of things - you're going to take me to this ocean of yours. I want you to imagine you're sitting on the beach, mm? Feel the saltwater sting-- not enough to be unpleasant, but refreshing; something you can taste on your tongue, something that makes you blink against the breeze. Feel the sand between your toes, the water lapping up against the tops of your feet. Take a look to your left, now; picture me in an attractive pair of flamingo swim trunks and one of those disgusting, um-- the gaudy, touristy shirts with some hideous pattern on them! One of those, for sure. Sunglasses! Mm, one can't have a good beach day without the proper accessories. Hey-- can you see me, Mr. Matt...?

[ they can't do this whole thing face-to-face, so. maybe a mindscape reunion is the next best thing for now...? ]