"You think so?" Uma asked, pleased and a little shy. She sent one over to him, the edge delicately coming down into his hand, as if for a shake.
She swam a little closer and through the water, Bobby could see that her legs were gone and in their place, the thin and delicate membrane of an octopus, looking almost skirtlike below the waves and ripples of the water.
"I think...I think this might be what I'm supposed to look like," she said. "If I hadn't been born on the Isle, I mean."
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Date: 2018-04-04 06:31 am (UTC)She swam a little closer and through the water, Bobby could see that her legs were gone and in their place, the thin and delicate membrane of an octopus, looking almost skirtlike below the waves and ripples of the water.
"I think...I think this might be what I'm supposed to look like," she said. "If I hadn't been born on the Isle, I mean."