It smells like seaweed and whatever died out here five months ago. [ WOW, five months ago. That's a long time when he has to say it. ]
I forgot that you can go out in the daytime during the Fog. It doesn't make any sense but it's less dangerous. [ Not by much. ] I'm going to get sand under my scales... [ He regrets everything. ]
I'm not the only one with a sense of nostalgia now that we are here, am I? Almost drowning, getting mean-mugged by locals, having Miss Madoka almost skewer me in town. What do you think...?
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It smells like seaweed and whatever died out here five months ago. [ WOW, five months ago. That's a long time when he has to say it. ]
I forgot that you can go out in the daytime during the Fog. It doesn't make any sense but it's less dangerous. [ Not by much. ] I'm going to get sand under my scales... [ He regrets everything. ]
I'm not the only one with a sense of nostalgia now that we are here, am I? Almost drowning, getting mean-mugged by locals, having Miss Madoka almost skewer me in town. What do you think...?