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He chuckled. "You aren't supposed to talk to the land people, are you?"
He chuckled. "You aren't supposed to talk to the land people, are you?"
Moxiey shook her head slowly.
"Well then we better stay quiet about this,"
She looked up, wide-eyed. "You're not going to tell anyone? Promise? Pinky promise?"
“I wouldn’t tell anyone. Im afraid they’d kill me,” he mumbled the last part.
She held out her pinky, waiting. Her eyes were wide and playful.
He looked at it, a little confused before holding her pinky with his. “Promise,”
She giggled at his expression. "Do you not know what a pinky promise is?"
“I was just confused. I haven’t had to do that since I was little,”
"How old are you?" she asked curiously. She had so many questions ready on the tip of her tongue at any given moment.
“I’m 19,” he answered her question without hesitation as he would do with most other she had.
"I'm eighteeeeeeeeeeeeen," she announced, twirling in the water gracefully.
He chuckled. “I’m mermaid years does that make you an adult?”
"Nope! It's human years. I kept track in both because I never knew if I would meet a human my age."
He grinned, "Surprise! You did,"
"Yup! It paid off!" she cheered.
He snickered, "I suppose it did,"
"You're fun," she said suddenly. "I like you."
"You're incredible, I like you too!"
"That's such a coinkydink!" She giggled.
“I know right?! What are the odds?!” He liked how quirky she was.
"Why am I incredible?" she asked.
“You’re not like anyone else I know,”
"How so? I'm-" She flicked her tail. "A mermaid?"
“No. I mean your personality,”
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