In the ocean there is music, its tune the ever same luring call of home no matter which corner of the world he finds himself in. His heart beats in unison with the push and pull of the waves just as they may follow his direction. Except now he is not pulling, instead languidly spread across a boulder from which the fin of his tail dangles into the water, twitching every now and then in the tickle of the surge. Dark eyes raised towards the sky, Chin Hae turns for a moment to glance at his companion. ❛ I do not understand why you would choose to walk like them, ❜ he muses, neither accusatory nor in jest, merely thinking aloud. ❛ Why you might ever wish to walk away from the shore. ❜