It's not that this is where she meant to go, specifically, but maybe even with her wandering, there was something specifically calling to her here. The comfort it once offered a few weeks ago is still latent in the submerged lights and the gently dancing colors. The water is still a home she cannot fully detach herself from.
Cantarella leans against the wall, her eyes closed. She cannot sink the way she wants to.]
[She sighs softly, letting that first statement float for a moment. Now that she knows what she does about the work Siffrin's been doing, Cantarella can hazard a guess at the feeling of uselessness.
It was how she felt the first time they met like this, too.]
I can join. [Unlike that first time, she's at the water's edge fairly quickly, slipping her legs into it first.] At least here I'm not risking getting lost.
[At least she's not covered in mud anymore...but Cantarella is still dressed. It doesn't seem to bother her as she slides off the concrete lip of the pool into the water.]
You know, Siffrin. If you tell the water your thoughts, it will take them safely and carry them away.
[Now, Cantarella seems a little more concerned than she was before. She's sure she mentioned this before, as well, but it was a long time ago...with this many meetings and happenings, she might not remember either. After all, back then, they were strangers, and she shared a stranger's version of the story. It wasn't very memorable.]
I'm trying to save something, and I traveled from nation to nation seeking help in accomplishing my goals.
Yes. It's a matter that requires the utmost discretion.
[And, if she's had to travel from country to country, he might also be able to extrapolate how successful she's been in finding assistance when she's gone searching for it.]
It's for my family...and for everyone in Rinascita. As Matriarch, I accepted this responsibility.
[ They roll the word on their tongue, trying to pronounce it the way she did. They don't think they've heard that word. And if they do, they don't remember. ]
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It's not that this is where she meant to go, specifically, but maybe even with her wandering, there was something specifically calling to her here. The comfort it once offered a few weeks ago is still latent in the submerged lights and the gently dancing colors. The water is still a home she cannot fully detach herself from.
Cantarella leans against the wall, her eyes closed. She cannot sink the way she wants to.]
Ah. There you are.
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At least in this case, the weightlessness of not being able to feel your own body or anything around it is expected.
But when they pull themselves up to see Cantarella, their expression softens. ]
Yeah. It was really hectic over there, haha.
[ Ha… ]
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[They missed the worst of it, she's pretty sure, and though they can't remain blind and deaf to it forever, it's for the best right now.]
How's the water?
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[ And they can’t feel anything about the water. Is it warm? Is it cold? They don’t know. ]
The water’s fine, yep. Can you still not join?
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It was how she felt the first time they met like this, too.]
I can join. [Unlike that first time, she's at the water's edge fairly quickly, slipping her legs into it first.] At least here I'm not risking getting lost.
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[ Were you expecting a joke, Cantarella? Not today, unfortunately.
They don’t pull themselves away from the edge of the pool yet, just watching Cantarella. ]
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You know, Siffrin. If you tell the water your thoughts, it will take them safely and carry them away.
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So will the stars.
[ And the other thing they have in common is that neither will care. ]
How come you like the water so much?
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[She stands there in the shallow end, wet clothing sticking to her, and skims her palm across the pool.]
The sea is where I belong and where I've chosen to be. I'm a part of it, and it, me.
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What do you mean by that? Do you live in there?
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But the deeper you go into my family, the further and further below you will sink, until no light can penetrate the tides.
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[ Despite the situation, Siffrin manages to sport a cocky smirk in reply to Cantarella's comment. ]
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[That's where it lives in silence, its light dim but never fading.]
Even if it grabbed you, it would only be to play...you'd be perfectly safe.
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[ Because the idea of Cantarella being all alone is just a bit too sad for Siffrin. She deserves company.
Even if it is the company of someone like themselves. ]
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[That feels like ages ago. Maybe it was ages ago. But she wonders how Siffrin remembers it, tilting her head.]
It's rumored I'm a recluse. Really, I've just been quite busy. I'm never home, so I don't have many visitors.
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Busy? Doing what?
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I'm trying to save something, and I traveled from nation to nation seeking help in accomplishing my goals.
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In comparison, their mission is only difficult because they're too useless to do anything right the first time. He swims a little closer, curious. ]
That... sounds like a lot of work. And you've done it alone?
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[And, if she's had to travel from country to country, he might also be able to extrapolate how successful she's been in finding assistance when she's gone searching for it.]
It's for my family...and for everyone in Rinascita. As Matriarch, I accepted this responsibility.
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[ They roll the word on their tongue, trying to pronounce it the way she did. They don't think they've heard that word. And if they do, they don't remember. ]
So you're a leader of sorts, right?