"Forget it." Cause if she's not gonna pick on him, he's not gonna point it out. Eridan crosses his arms, the wind whipping his coat around him. He's pretty heavily dressed for a trip to the beach, but he's not like he has any intention to hop in after Feferi. Still, his grumpy expression softens when he's looking out after her.

"I'm keeping wwatch, okay?" uh if you weren't gonna point it out, why are you explaining yourself. "I can see more from out here!" That sounds dumb.

Eridumb.