Thank goodness he doesn't have to explain further. Then again, as he's left to aimlessly float there in the sea, he supposes it does explain itself. There are only so many reasons someone would want a boat, and those reasons become all the fewer when they're a creature like he is now. Once Makoto is close enough, Chikusa tries to awkwardly paddle with his arms and propel himself towards it. He's a little lopsided... but he's doing his best.

"Did you actually rest long enough...?"