That seems to pique the seahorse's interest.

She went silent after that, looking down at the sand and dragging one of her tentacles through it.

The seahorse thinks for a long moment. They then loudly smack their tail against the sand.

Nethimir looked up with a gaze that mostly held disinterest, tilting their head at the Seahorse.

The seahorse leans down, and begins drawing in the sand. After a short few minutes, they sit back up. They've drawn an arrow that points to themselves, with a little drawing up above it. The drawig seems to be depicting a star against a dark background. The seahorse doesn't seem to be a great artist, but there's not really much else the little drawing could mean besides a star in a dark place.

Nethimir looked at the picture, trying to make sense of what the Seahorse meant, but she couldn't figure it out. She looked over at Nila, hoping she knew something.

"Is that your name..?" Nila guesses. She sounds very uncertain, but thankfully, she's apparently correct, because the seahorse nods, seeming excited they finally figured it out.

"Ah, do you want to know my name as well?" Nethimir asked, finally making sense of what they wanted to ask earlier.

They nod.



(Just finished drawing the lil guy)

"It's Nethimir." She didn't bother with the lengthy title she did for Nila, simply stating her name.