Sea Lion Shores close our eyes to the octopus ride

cam wondered about the nature of a 'firebird.' truthfully, he wasn't familiar with 'fire.' what was that like? he was well acquainted with birds, though, and knew of their flighty nature. that painted a picture for him, even if it wasn't quite the one wraen had intended. and then another unfamiliar concept—

what's a vol— but she was continuing to speak, now with a query for him. he shook his head and shrugged, looking a lot less troubled than he felt. dunno. not really. i'm traveling with a lady looking for her family. she said, er, 'rusalka'? he blinked at her, curious to see if the name would ring a bell with her.

after a beat of silence, he jumped back in with the questions he'd harbored before. can you tell me about fire? what's a volcano?

she seemed very wise. very knowledgeable. cam thought she had a wealth of information and hoped to milk the moment for all it was worth.