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Blue. The only color he had ever liked in his entire life. It was the color of the sky, the color of his mother's eyes, the color of his blanket, and the color of the eyes of someone who was gazing into his brown ones. He jolted upward, bashing the stranger's face in with his forehead.

"Bloody hell! Watch what you're doing!" a feminine voice responded to his sudden movement. He rubbed his forehead and got a glimpse of the stranger. Sea blue eyes, blue hair, navy clothes, and blue skin- blue skin? "Oi! Now you're staring at me like you've never seen another being in your life! What's up with ya?" they questioned, furrowing their blue eyebrows.

"Your skin is blue for God's sake!" he managed to respond. He felt his lip begin to quiver. He had never seen a blue person before- well, he had seen that one movie, but it was a movie and not real- and it confused him.

"Have you never seen a naiad before, you git? Do you even know what they are?" the other grilled.

"Of course not! They're not real!"

"Well, you're staring at one, lad. I'm pretty sure that I'm real, so get off your ass because you're coming with me to go meet Divo!"

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