[The SQUIP casts its gaze around; it's dark, but not impossibly dark, and the goggles do a fairly good job of helping to keep its vision clear.
It curls its fingers in his, smiling as it glances over the gorgeous shapes the moonlight paint through the waves, casting pale, blue light over Connor's shining scales.]
No one? [Not even Justine? It wonders that quietly, but doesn't voice it.]
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It curls its fingers in his, smiling as it glances over the gorgeous shapes the moonlight paint through the waves, casting pale, blue light over Connor's shining scales.]
No one? [Not even Justine? It wonders that quietly, but doesn't voice it.]