[ Hm. For the first time since they met, Julie is genuinely having trouble understanding what he's talking about. It's probably not his fault -- it's not exactly a story that seems to make much sense even better told. Cleo is friends with all rats? What does that mean? Sebastian, who Julie assumes is one of the rats, didn't wear a disguise? What?
She does not press him for more details. She knows they won't help.
Instead, she watches his gestures with a giggle. This part, she understands. His friends (Cleo and her rats?) directed his hunger toward the... giant starfish. Which, again, is a mystery, at least until he changes the little sand starfish and sends it drifting into the air.
This is the point at which Julie realizes that he is not talking about any kind of starfish she has any knowledge of. ]
Is that what starfish are like in your world? [ She asks with round eyes, clearly not having been expecting this twist. ] In mine, starfish are real little. Not big enough to fight.
[ Burying her toes in the sand, she resumes packing damp sand into a large mound. ] How did it taste?
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She does not press him for more details. She knows they won't help.
Instead, she watches his gestures with a giggle. This part, she understands. His friends (Cleo and her rats?) directed his hunger toward the... giant starfish. Which, again, is a mystery, at least until he changes the little sand starfish and sends it drifting into the air.
This is the point at which Julie realizes that he is not talking about any kind of starfish she has any knowledge of. ]
Is that what starfish are like in your world? [ She asks with round eyes, clearly not having been expecting this twist. ] In mine, starfish are real little. Not big enough to fight.
[ Burying her toes in the sand, she resumes packing damp sand into a large mound. ] How did it taste?