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[Oh, Marco...if you weren't to adorable right now, Perona would punt you into the ocean like a football. She makes a face at the "weird" thing once again and sighs. It's like talking to, well, a child! A very dimple child. Though it's also ironic how very true his words become when he does grow up. Probably another factor of why she isn't getting all that mad at him.]

Mmmrrrh...another one... [A rogue wave rolls over Perona's toes and she squeaks, mostly with surprise. Ah, it's cold! Wait--] Oh. Yes, I know another one. One about a girl living deep below the waves...

Sunk into a sea of grief, it's a bother to even open my eyes. And thus I'll be, endlessly falling - but won't anyone find me?