Flint smiled at her.“It is fine you are in no trouble. Mind joining me for a walk on the beach? There are somethings I’d like to discuss with you.” He ignored the cloudiness of the day the rain that was in the distance. “Don’t worry it’s just a little rain.” Flint said holding his daughter close as the waves crashed against the outside of the cave. As vikings would believe Thor had struck his anvil and the sky lit with lightning and boomed with thunder. He wrapped his daughter in blankets, “Shh my Ponyo. Daddy’s here.” She was so small. The memory tugged at him as they started for the shore.