"Y'all are weird," he sighs.

"Hey! I'm not!"

"I'm the normalist girl in my tribe!"

Michael shakes his head, Nemo fails to notice.

"Michael disagrees," Sadde points out helpfully.

Nemo disappears below the surface. A second later, so does Michael, seemingly on a less voluntary basis.

He giggles.

In the distance, a gaggle of glowing figures can be seen descending towards the water. One plunges into the sea before the others. 

A second later, Moira surfaces besides Sadde, gripping a struggling Nemo.

"Don't be too mean."

"Don't touch my boyfriend!"

"He's my brother-cousin-thing!"

Sigh.

Maurice descends from the sky beside Sadde, riding what looks a very small, purple and green Viking longboat. "Hey, Sadde. Um, why are you a boy?"

"Because I felt like being a boy today."

"That a power thing?" Maurice appears to have conjured sunglasses.

"Yeah."

A slab of ice bursts out from beneath the water, with Martin standing perfectly straight atop it. 

"What were you thinking bringing Sadde out this deep? She said she couldn't swim!"

"I'm a he today, and I have my duck." He pats his duck.

"What if you fell off?"

"I'd make another duck."

"But you could drown!"

"How're you going to learn to swim in that thing?"

"I'm not, I don't need to learn to swim, I have a duck."

Michael is not pleased. At all.

He sticks his tongue out at Michael.