Okay, that's enough. That's really way way more than enough of all of this. She's out of here.
Uh. Well, she can kind of - swim? Along the sand? Or maybe she can try and use this human's verticality to haul herself upright.
Sakir notices when people stare at them on the way to her room but she doesn't really mind.
Cyllene doesn't really care either, she thinks. She's certainly doing her fair share of staring.
Woah. Woah. This - cave? - has such straight lines. And flat surfaces. She's kind of seen these from the water but it's NOT the same. How do they do that??? (Oh and this little cave section has a teleportation spell, sure.)
She's reacting to entirely different things than Sakir expected her to and this is great.
If her carrier gets near enough to a wall, Cyllene is going to run her hands along that too. Flaaaaaaaat. Textuuuuuuure.
"You really like how things feel, don't you dear," says Sakir, holding her new friend up to the wall they've stopped next to in the hallway.
No one has really been this close to her face like this before, not for this long. She's excited to learn what kind of human thing this is; she just hopes she doesn't mess it up in the meantime. She will stare..... back??? Until the human does something else.
Well, eventually what it is is carrying her all the way info an apartment where she can be placed onto a couch.
- Soft! Soooooooft. She wriggles and writhes on her back on it - actually, what if she got this less-good fabric out of the way - there we go, now all of her can be directly in contact with The Most Soft. She does another fifteen seconds or so of touch-flailing, kicking her legs (legs!) and squirming a little violently, before settling down into petting it and running her arms along the side and seat.
That can happen. She goes still about it.
(She's gotten sand kind of all over the couch, now.)
Well, in order to know that, she'll have to guess at how to interpret this expression the human makes in response.
Oh good that seems correct probably! Cool.
Also wow her hair feels sooo much better than Cyllene's does. She wonders whether that's a texture thing such that she's doomed to have bad-to-touch hair abovewater, or if there's a trick to it.