"Rolan, can you see those ships. What... type are they?" Rolan looked suspiciously at his sister.
"Why? They seem like any old merchant ship to me. They look like any other merchant ship we've seen on this vacation...don't they?" Now, Rolan was no expert when it came to ships, but there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary with the ships Gil had been pointing to.
"Just wondering..." Gil replied absent-mindedly.
"Gil...while we're down here, are you sure you have everything?" Rolan asked, a bit surprised that she had only left the book.
"Come now, Rolan! I'm not that forgetful, am I?" Gil smiled and surveyed the beach again.
"I wouldn't call you forgetful...but scatter-brained comes to mind!" Rolan joked, and recieved a playful punch in return.
"Let's go Gil, before they get too far ahead of us. Wouldn't want to get lost here...would we?" Rolan finished his sentence lamely, knowing he would definitely not mind getting stuck here.
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...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.
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