Luca's eyes flew open.
"Seaweed!"
The word burst out of him with so much enthusiasm that several people flinched on reflex.
What if he forgot about his findings upon waking up? That simply couldn't be! So with intense determination, he bolted upright, golden eyes practically glowing, chest rising quickly as his mind raced ahead of his body.
"There was seaweed, and it wasn't just one kind either, there were long ones, soft ones, and clustered ones, and I think they were growing right at the edge, and oh, I haven't checked what's inside yet, but I really think those oysters could have—"
He stopped.
Slowly, his eyes focused.
Every single person around him was staring.
Some were pale. Some were stiff. Some looked like they had just lived through several emotional lifetimes in the span of a few minutes.
"…Huh?" Luca blinked.
"Pearls!" he added brightly, as if that might somehow explain everything.
