Della: I picked you up, then you are mine. Emmm... You like staying in the bathtub so much, why don't I just tell you... Bubble!
Orm:...... Stupid land people.
Della: Even if you are so poor that you can't afford my room, you won't commit suicide and jump into the sea, right? At worst, I will suffer a little loss and agree to let you pay off the debt with your flesh.
Orm: Where is my trident?!!! Can you kill this woman with the fragments!!