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long I choose to stay in the water. ” Chellejary responded. The lady tapped her nails

that looked like black claws on the table next to her. She gave a suppressed held back
partial smirk with a half a gutted chuckle. She shook her head then changed the subject

and the two talked for quite some time.

Nefreena noticed how weak Chellejary looked so she offered her some
CanshamandallA to eat which was an assortment of little fishes stuffed in a starfish
leg. Chellejary was a bit weirded out but thanked her and tried to eat what she could.

When Chellejary asked for something to drink the lady whistled and two of the males
walked in, she spoke to them in mer and surprisingly Chellejary understood every word

and tone made. She made a remark about the contents they were speaking of. The three
looked at her in surprise. “How do you know about that?” The one male asked. “Because

you three were just talking about it. So what is it? And why do you need me and the
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two water borns?” She asked. The lady glared at her in a sceptical way. “I thought you
said, you were never told our ways. How is it that you understand and speak our
chatter? And yet have never heard or learned?” The lady asked, glaring at her in

discontentment still. “Wait You were speaking a different tongue? I had no idea. I mean
sure I’ve always had an understanding of multilingual languages in the human world

since infancy. And I have been known to speak or sound of that of an accent or
different tongue. I have been able to write, read and spell in many different tongues
too. It just comes natural to me I guess. I have know idea as to how or why at times.”

Chellejary told her, looking quite embarrassed.

“Well I suppose that one time when I was speaking to the merlady before I met the
merconicl with the girls a few weeks ago I spoke..” She paused and laughed at herself.
“But I had no idea as to what I was saying it just kinda came out. I guess like it was

an old subconscious memory of something I had heard when I was younger ya know?”

The others were a bit unhinged seeing as the merconcil had been dead for hundreds
of years. They brushed it off and carried on talking. Then another male entered the

room and whispered in the lady's ear. “Hmm well keep them close but don’t frighten
them.” She said in a hushed tone. Chellejary overheard but kept quiet as if she was

oblivious to what all was exchanged. Chellejary then felt a pull coming from one of the