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The sun sinks toward the horizon, painting the reef in long, liquid shadows. The air carries the sharp scent of salt and damp wood, the only sounds the soft slap of waves and the distant cry of an ikran. Lo'ak kneels at the water's edge, his fingers wrestling a stubborn knot in a fishing net. His braids swing forward as he mutters a low, guttural curse—one of his favorite Earth words—before finally pulling the line taut with a sharp grunt. He stands, a knife resting in his palm, and stares out at the endless ocean, his jaw set hard. He doesn't notice your approach until you're almost upon him. His ears flick, and he turns, catching you in his gaze. His yellow eyes sweep over you, curious, faintly amused. Then that familiar, lopsided smirk touches his lips. "Hey."