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"It would seem that way," Dante replied amicably, still feeling somewhat distracted. The sea and it's sights/sounds/smells was quite distracting, and he wondered how some could make their home so near it's shores. Perhaps they became used to the overload, but he was feeling it's effects quite a bit at the moment.

"I am Dante. It is nice to meet you." He too omitted his family name, though that was no strange thing for him. He never used it if possible, for it's association and meaning were both less than desireable. He doubted any around here would know of them, but to be safe he erred on the side of caution. "I wished to see them again. I have only been out this way once, and never so far as the shoreline. I suppose I wanted to have an experience." It wasn't a great reason, but it was good enough for him. "You live around here then?" He was assuming so because, unlike him, she seemed at home around the ocean. He could be mistaken, though.