[He steps past Miles, regarding the shrine for a moment. He lets his fingertips skim the surface of the water.
There's no magic teleportation, no change to the shrine, no door opening. Though there is a faint scent of ocean air drifting by that Miles may be able to pick up.]
Hey dad.
I don't suppose I could have a lift back home...
[Nothing. The only sound is the muted bustle of traffic high above and pedestrians making their way down the road.]
Yeah. Figured.
... So, how about a hint, instead?
[For a moment, it seemed as if this might be as fruitless as the last question. Then Miles may see something tiny and black skitter over his collar and towards his neck.]
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[He steps past Miles, regarding the shrine for a moment. He lets his fingertips skim the surface of the water.
There's no magic teleportation, no change to the shrine, no door opening. Though there is a faint scent of ocean air drifting by that Miles may be able to pick up.]
Hey dad.
I don't suppose I could have a lift back home...
[Nothing. The only sound is the muted bustle of traffic high above and pedestrians making their way down the road.]
Yeah. Figured.
... So, how about a hint, instead?
[For a moment, it seemed as if this might be as fruitless as the last question. Then Miles may see something tiny and black skitter over his collar and towards his neck.]