[it's very bizarre that someone besides Vern trusts him enough to climb into his mouth, but... okay. Geir will go for it. he rests his chin on the sand and gapes his formidable jaws open, then remembers something else.]

Oh yeah-- just don't touch my teeth, whatever you do.

[there's no sense in poisoning this kid to death. since he doesn't want to do that, he'd be pretty upset if it happened by accident.

that warning delivered, Geir opens his mouth again, tongue lolling out over the dangerous teeth as a bridge to climb up there.]