Stavanger Bay On a stormy sea of moving emotion

Her quick glance, the way her face shifted when she saw the missing limb, did not go unnoticed. He clenched his jaw and tried to conceal it behind his forelegs. She didn't need to see what had become of him. He didn't want her to see his injuries. She probably thought he was weak because of them. You're looking strong, she says, but does she really mean that?

I know. A pause. I was kidnapped you know. Another pause, longer this time. He furrowed his brow and grit his teeth. But I fought them and escaped. Then I was kidnapped again, got my leg ripped off. I escaped them too. All on my own. He helped himself, just like he said he would. I'm not weak. So yeah, I'm strong.

Orochi took a step forward. What have you been doing?