[She slants Ciri a rakish grin as she allows herself to be drawn a little deeper into the water. This is fine. This is fine. Absolutely no fish or other weird sea-dwelling creatures within sight as of yet, and the sand below the water feels solid enough below her feet.]

What can I say? I'm a poet.

[She winks.]

And yeah, you assume right. Water was kind of a precious commodity back on the Ninth, it wasn't something that occurred naturally there. All our water was recycled, you know? No baths. Definitely no oceans.

[The water laps against her bare midriff, and this is okay. It's just like a bath, right? One great, big, salty bath. With fish in it.]

It never seemed urgent to learn. You know, what with being surrounded by desert in Cadens.