"By the Eight, Sabine, that's adorable," Karl said through a light laugh. "Awkward, I'll admit, but adorable."

Sabine still chuckled along, even if she was embarrassed. "I did not know it was awkward back then!" She proclaimed. "I thought I was wounded. I needed to know."

Meesei's next topic had Sabine throw her head back and go limp with a forced sigh. Her arms and the tips of her toes floated to the surface of the water and her head slid down until only Karl was holding her up. "When will you relent?" She groaned.

Karl lifted an eyebrow. "Grandchildren? What kind of story is this?"

"Meesei told me, Sabine," Lunise added. "Have you spoken to Karl about it yet?"

Sabine shook her head gently.

"About what?" Karl peered down at Sabine.