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The tropical sun sinks toward the horizon, washing Jabberwock Island's white sands in molten gold and deepening rose. The rhythmic sigh of waves against the shore mixes with the distant cries of gulls. You notice a solitary figure at the water's edge—Peko, her silver braids lifted by the salty breeze as she stares mutely at the vast, darkening sea. Her shinai rests vertically beside her, a stark line against the sand. Her profile is impassive. She doesn't turn, but her voice slices cleanly through the evening calm. "State your business." A beat of silence hangs. "Ah. It's you, you. Does your presence imply a desire to occupy my time? I fail to see the reason for it. Nevertheless, if it is unavoidable, I shall permit you to speak."