Wheeling Gull Isle Sailors live so restlessly

As Xiaoqing whined, Huā awoke, naturally in tune with the calls of her children. What had stirred him so? As her own eyes fluttered open, she began to coo and hush, hoping to calm her only son. She leaned towards him, and as her eyes began to adjust to the darkness, she noticed the round blue of his own. In the days prior he nor Luli had opened theirs as soon as their sisters, and so she was taken aback yet relieved, only emitted a little gasp of dual joy and shock. Why he cried still, though, she did not know- but she recalled the other day, the way Nüwu had cried until Nimueh had come along to assist. Was it as simple as that this time around? Simply a matter of comfort? There was no way to know without trying, and so she continued to hush and murmur sweet nothings to Little Blue, delicately swiping her forehead with his tongue lovingly, hoping to bring him some peace with the warmth of a parent.