[Nikolai finishes pulling the chair out of Konoha's way, in the manner of a gentleman seating a lady. Then he takes his own seat across from her.]
A life at sea is certainly not for everyone.
[A server whisks over to their table, dropping off glossy menus and a warm greeting before circling back inside with a promise to return soon.]
Technically, there is only one sea. That's why it's called the True Sea. The Unsea was more of a not-so-natural phenomenon. Imagine a giant scar cutting my country in two, a place where nothing grows and the sky is swallowed by darkness. On one hand it's a sea because it can only be crossed in a vessel, but on the other hand it's made not of water, but of sand.
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A life at sea is certainly not for everyone.
[A server whisks over to their table, dropping off glossy menus and a warm greeting before circling back inside with a promise to return soon.]
Technically, there is only one sea. That's why it's called the True Sea. The Unsea was more of a not-so-natural phenomenon. Imagine a giant scar cutting my country in two, a place where nothing grows and the sky is swallowed by darkness. On one hand it's a sea because it can only be crossed in a vessel, but on the other hand it's made not of water, but of sand.