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The sea. Disappointment rose like a tide in Bazi's eyes. She had spent weeks trying to coax details out of Tryphon - also 'of the sea' - to no avail, and he was a fully grown adult with a grown man's vocabulary. Perhaps she could walk the boy along the coast and hope that his parents were still nearby, but that wasn't without risk. Ideally, he would simply.. find his own way. Bazi huffed. "A bear," she repeated, perplexed and agitated by this unhelpful detail. "Did you hit your head on the way out of The Sea? Come on - there has to be more you can tell me. Did you have a pack? A mother? Is it a big pack? I'm not waltzing into enemy territory with you without all the information," she snapped, temper flaring out of control for a brief moment.