"Yes, tomorrow!" Valla said, eager to meet the strange creature again. She was willing to talk about all manner of things, ships, oceans, islands; Valla didn't know what Drael and her people were, but if they were inhabitants of the island then they could surely be of tremendous assistance.<br/><br/>Valla paused, wondering if Drael had indeed departed. Then, she quickly got back in the water and swam to shore. Valla gathered her dress and slipped it on quickly, grimacing as she heard another seam tear. It would go on better if she waited until she was dry, but Valla was too excited. She needed to get back to camp. She whispered a word of power, then ran her fingers through her wet hair, and as her hands passed through her hair dried. There, that was better.<br/><br/>"Come on, Bastion!" Valla called as she started to run back to camp.<br/><br/>