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"Sorry, no, but I will tell the next alien, who I meet, to go see you. If they express a wish to meet a man - both inside and outside," Dwin promised solemnly. "Even if you are not exactly they want to meet - you can always make stuff up. Improve it, don't you think? I can certainly tell that..." she looked him up and dow, brow furrowed, scrutinizing every detail. "You looke like a black demon beast from Hell. That's as good premise as any. But - if you give more details, I can make more stuff up," again she was not poking fun at him. It was an honest offer with the very best intentions. 

"The Ocean. This is a good name. Fits way better than this big vast water thingie," Dwin looked over her shoulder at the place that had its own name. She missed the part of seeing the ocean at the night and therefore, when she turned back to face him again, she was on to an entirely different topic. "What do you think, Val," she began, her green gaze meeting his again. "Are there a lot of things in the world that do not have their names yet?"