And you helped give it context.” Arthur nodded slowly. For the first time in hours, he exhaled. The fear was still there—but now it mingled with something else. Wonder. Arthur looked past her, to the edge of the tent where a flap fluttered in the coastal wind.
Beyond that was the ocean again. Still rolling, still wide, still unknowable. He thought of the seabed. Of creatures that never saw light. Of mountains underwater taller than Everest, and trenches deeper than fear.