The ocean. No matter how much it is studied, there is still no way to know everything that resides in its depths. For instance, a land-walker will rarely encounter any merfolk. There have been enough for stories and tales, but nothing substantial. There are expanses of ocean that are empty. Vast and empty. Milo's home is in one such expanse. He lived in a cave embedded in the wall of a chasm, and it was dark and cold. He hated it. Often, he would leave his home and swim through the vastness, looking for contact. It was on one of these adventures he'd met Sobek, and since then, they have been the closest Milo has ever been to another creature. Today, Milo was leaving his cave to meet with Sobek for a day of floating. He was in a hurry, tying his red sash around his waist in a rushed manner. He was eager to leave the quiet of his home, to break the communication fast each lonely night brings him. As he swam, and mentally narrated his actions to himself, he realized just how depressing his thoughts could be. It made him a little more sad.