[In that time, Shiki had gotten fairly acclimated with his surroundings. There were a few risen posts along the edges of the dock for setting down equipment and a few notches set to rest a fishing line against. Shiki had his fishing rod poised between his legs, relying on them in the event that anything he caught was too strong for him.
He could dream.
When Max came around, he lifted his head and looked around to her, his glasses casting the better reflection off of him than even the water. He smiled, albeit with a waver, greeting her.]
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He could dream.
When Max came around, he lifted his head and looked around to her, his glasses casting the better reflection off of him than even the water. He smiled, albeit with a waver, greeting her.]
Yeah, that's me. That makes you Max, right?