The Sentinels returning in a way

She doesn't think to introduce herself, now distracted by father-man's fish-name. Her tail wags generously. Sockeye is a good fish!

It was impossible for her to receive a question as anything other than literal, as-stated. Tsunami did not realize that this boy was playing with her, and the earnestness in his eyes could have deceived her even if she was suspecting. No, she said again.

It would be humorous to reply again with, are you?. She realized this would most likely only humorous to herself, so she held her tongue despite her new creeping-vine smile. Not bird-watching. Looking at the island.

These men were full of questions. Two came from the man with eyes like twin suns, though he did not wait for an answer to the first before barreling onto the second. Yes, I have seen, she confirmed. large wading bird.