Indigo gaze flit between the flickering flame and Jester's face, making notes and taking in the details.
She runs her fingers through her own hair, hand substituting for a comb, salty water dripping onto the sand at her feet.
"Yes, I have always lived by the ocean," Domna +
"I do!" Blue hands are busy with striking flint against stone until small sparks catch into a flame. "When I have free time, I loooove coming by the ocean.
I'm guessing you do too?"