Blackwater Islands my heart is pierced by cupid, I disdain all glittering gold

in passing, Akantha had mentioned the bears. Galateia now was reminded of them, and nodded her head in thanks to the information. she was eager to assist in the hunts. when she was able to stand for more than five minutes, she could at the very least practice fishing—as her stillness would likely lure the fish toward her. the stern tone the other took with her Galateia could only assume to be the others protective side, and the pearl could only appreciate the other for her way. thank-you, she spoke, her voice light, I am eager to join the hunts! a muscle twitched in anticipation, and she sighed.