Stavanger Bay i'm broken, do you hear me?

"Do you have any idea, what that something might be?" Birk asked, feeling curious now about the girl's aspirations and dreams, expectations from the future, if there were any yet - all of this guided by the willingness of being useful. He had met many sad people and yet none of them had ever evoked this kind of need to change something about the situation. To make them happy. He had known from the beginning that she was special and with every passing moment that realization set in deeper.