Wheeling Gull Isle felt your heart

unfortunately, huojin’s common wasn’t very good, and haoming’s slight stutter didn’t help him to understand. he processed her words for a moment, then replied, fish. there weren’t any creatures in the first two traps he’d checked, much to his disappointment.

the slight reflection of sunlight onto the seashell caught his attention, prompting the question: what? huojin knew of seashells, but had never wandered close enough to examine one for himself. was haoming willing to share?