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He had never been told of the ocean except in the stories of Sedna, and in such a case it never seemed like a tangible thing. The boy stared at Heda as this processed and then switched gears upon hearing about turtles.

What's that?! It was easy to abandon the more serious worries he carried, as Mojag could do nothing about his situation; he was a boy, and a shining example of one in that instant - on his feet and raring to go!