"Oh, all the time. You see, I didn't always see eye to eye with my teacher, and some days I grew to resent certain methods of teaching."
I'll idly rub my chin.
"So, as I'd no one else to talk to aside from my teacher, I'd take to yelling at passing schools of fish, or birds. My teacher could talk to them, so I thought perhaps they would understand my frustrations."
Shaking my head, I continue.
"All I succeeded in doing was scaring them away. It took me quite some time to realize why
they had run from me and not my teacher. By making a lot of angry noise, I had made them think I was a predator. A bad one, but still a predator. I learned, over time, that approaching them slowly, calmly, and quietly, I could get close enough to speak with them without their flying away. Not that they ever spoke back, mind you, but they were excellent listeners."
"I think that may have been another lesson from my teacher. If you come at someone shouting your lungs out, you'll usually only scare them off instead of get the help you may need."
I'll chuckle again.
"So that's why you should always come find someone to talk to in a calm manner if things get too heavy for you to bear alone. Your mother wishes to keep you safe, so she would like it if you spoke with her. I too wish to keep you safe, so I wouldn't turn you away if you needed someone to talk to. And once we get miss Mera's amulet fixed, she might like to speak with you too."
I'll look at the seapony.
"Odd thing, isn't she? Throws everything I knew about seaponies on its head, and does it with a smile."
I'll shake my head and turn back to Summer.
"Anyway, I'm rambling like an old man. Go back to your mother for now, miss Seas. And after we're out of here I'll teach you a little basic hoof-to-hoof in case you need to vent a little anger, eh?"