The little girl could be seen sitting on a rock near the cove, her finger idly waving through the water. Her doll like eyes were looking through the water's surface, taking in each detail it had to offer. She had been calling for Kaimu, remembering that this was the spot that she met her at. She knew mermaids were real, and she was captivated by them. If Kaimu was kind, the others -had- to be just like her, right? "Kaimu?" She called out, seeing if anyone was near- she prayed it was Kaimu.