teal colored irises flicker with hope, breath escapes her evenly as she would soon receive the guidance she needed. palms placing themselves on the rock in front of her, grin spreading joyously as the female knelled to her level. the sea heiress was unsure of her location and how far she was from atlantica, but she assumed all questions will be answered. ❛ i live…near denmark! ❜ words that slipped in a semi hesitant manner was part ways the truth.
Her grin is natural, even if situation somewhat strange–though, strange was beginning to become the norm, if not always such. The answer given is seemingly hesitant, though it’s better than no lead at all.
❝—-Oh, that’s not too far.
But… I’m not sure how we’d get there quickly.❞