[ here's the thing: mozu doesn't know how to swim. having grown up in a farming village all her life, learning how to swim wasn't exactly at the top of her list of her priorities and, you know, that was fine. until she gets dropped in some underwater base thing and expected to stay there for some indeterminate amount of time.
and so that's how she finds herself late at night, in a swimsuit and staring out at the water dubiously. the gasopod however is a welcome sight, and even though it's nothing she's ever seen before, mozu at least knows her way around animals.
she lifts her hand in a small wave to dirk before lowering herself to a crouch next to the gasopod, laying her free hand on its head. ]
Hi, there, [ she tries a smile, even if it's hidden behind the mask. ] Aren't you pretty? I love your tail.
[ sorry, she's just going to have a mental conversation with this sea cow first, okay. ]
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and so that's how she finds herself late at night, in a swimsuit and staring out at the water dubiously. the gasopod however is a welcome sight, and even though it's nothing she's ever seen before, mozu at least knows her way around animals.
she lifts her hand in a small wave to dirk before lowering herself to a crouch next to the gasopod, laying her free hand on its head. ]
Hi, there, [ she tries a smile, even if it's hidden behind the mask. ] Aren't you pretty? I love your tail.
[ sorry, she's just going to have a mental conversation with this sea cow first, okay. ]