Cerulean Cape Time Does Fly

The woman seems to understand the dangers ahead, even if there is no real correlation between herself and the aforementioned aside from timing and location. She glances back to Tirgatao for a moment but returns to her present company when she speaks of her ocean journey coming to an end. “Perhaps it has,” she says though her own beliefs lead them back to the sea originally. “But I guess it depends on what you’re ultimately searching for. And if you don’t know,” she adds with an indifferent shrug but her eyebrow quirks for interest anyway.