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"I am a death shark, lizzy. A badass shark that swims through the seas, dispensing death upon those who had it coming."
The translator chirped and wheezed and hissed, and honestly, Luna had exactly no idea whether these were sounds of system failure, or the actual translation.
"Also, concerning seas, how is the water on this world?"
Orange. Fizzy. Suspicious. Not something you'd let run across your gills without prior testing.
As they approached the robot, she could not resist, and quipped: "Perhaps he is not looking for oil, but a heart?"
But, the quipping aside, she approached the waves, wistfully sighing and gazing towards the islands, their honeycombed cliffs and impossible pinnacles. Her need to immerse herself in cool wetness was ever growing. Slowly, she prodded the lapping waves with her boot, wary whether they would bite. I'm supposed to be the thing that bites in the waves. No fair.
"So, lizard? Are these waves poison? And what lives within?"
"Any luck with the robot? Perhaps it can tell?"