As Melinda swam through the warm water and her happy childhood memories, Dalindme made his way back to the bathing chamber. While her thoughts were taking her back to summers by the sea, Dalindme stopped in the deep darkness just inside the room and gazed at her, transfixed by the way the warmth of her happy memories washed over him just like the warm water in the pool had earlier. His face took on a stern but loving cast to it, shifting subtlely around the eyes, so that when he moved forward and presented the basket of food stuffs there was something that evoked memories of her father to it. The shift in her manner and feelings confused him, he couldn't understand why she'd be saddened by receiving what she'd asked for. He sat down beside her, playing his feet through the water as she thanked him. He saw the tears rolling down her cheeks and reached out to catch one with the tip of a claw and looked it over as if he'd never seen such a thing in his life.<br/><br/>"~^*_}[ & ||," Dalindme said in response to Melinda's question about his eating habits. He frowned a bit, realizing that she'd hardly be able to hear the word let alone comprehend the concept he's trying to share. He opened his maw and closed it a few times as he tried to ome up with a way to explain it but words failed him. Instead, he settled on saying haltingly, "not... what you do."<br/><br/>The surge of purpose in Melinda helped  Dalindme shed any lingering frustration. It turned a little in order to pay her his full attention. "Breehhdd," it said, trying its best to sound just like Melinda does, but failing as it was unable to lose its alien accent. He looked at Melinda to see if he'd succeeded or failed.