Settling back into her chair, Rhy crossed her arms over her chest, [color=#FFE58F]”I certainly hope so!”[/color] She let out a small sigh, looking around the restaurant. Her eyes lingered over several large porcelain pots, each filled with bamboo sticks, [color=#FFE58F]”Look at those, dearest, aren’t those the kinds of pots those fish people live in?”[/color] She gestured to the large jars, cocking her head, [color=#FFE58F]”Namazu, aren’t they?”[/color]

She continued staring, [color=#FFE58F]”I met one of them a year or two ago now. Fascinating little thing. He traded me a truly massive amount of healing herbs for an orange I’d plucked from a tree. Curious fellow.”[/color] She continued staring, as if hoping a small grey head would pop out.