It definitely does, and it is definitely prep school.
Er, kind of.
They're the weird horror puritan kids at prep school. But it does draw her quiet as she seems to be thinking a great deal, frowning a little bit, pursing her lips together and the beads swaying as she considers with the studious tilt lean forward of her head.
"Oh - well, I suppose. In a formal setting, you are to call me Daughter-Sea." So there is another name for her. "Only my family, I suppose calls me First-Daughter." So where does that leave her, as she goes through each name she has been given and for each place and how it is appropriate. "Our greater family call me Second-Child, for that is my official position. But... but I suppose as I have no family here, and the Father-Sea is far, far from us," which is to say, there is no ocean, not just their ocean, but any at all, and she grieves for it, deeply and wholly, she grieves for it - "then I suppose... I suppose I am naught but Gilia of the Isle St. Loe."
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Er, kind of.
They're the weird horror puritan kids at prep school. But it does draw her quiet as she seems to be thinking a great deal, frowning a little bit, pursing her lips together and the beads swaying as she considers with the studious tilt lean forward of her head.
"Oh - well, I suppose. In a formal setting, you are to call me Daughter-Sea." So there is another name for her. "Only my family, I suppose calls me First-Daughter." So where does that leave her, as she goes through each name she has been given and for each place and how it is appropriate. "Our greater family call me Second-Child, for that is my official position. But... but I suppose as I have no family here, and the Father-Sea is far, far from us," which is to say, there is no ocean, not just their ocean, but any at all, and she grieves for it, deeply and wholly, she grieves for it - "then I suppose... I suppose I am naught but Gilia of the Isle St. Loe."