[ Erwin acknowledges Ginia's presence with a nod. He'd greeted her briefly when he arrived earlier, but hadn't engaged her conversation for long, as she'd seemed busy enough. He tuns his eyes from the horizon onto her instead, so he can speak with her, and in the process more fully registers her appearance. She looks nice. No--beautiful. ]

I spent years imagining what the ocean might be like, but there are still a number of things I wasn't expecting. The smell, the taste of the air, the animals. [ He opens his hand, holding his palm out to Ginia to reveal a mostly-intact dried starfish. ] The size. I wasn't able to properly conceptualize something quite this vast.