His name is salvadore

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Salvadore stroked Trystyns hair.

"I love you," Salvadore whispered softly.

"I love you too but I have to go back, to my home."

"What do you mean?"

"The ocean," Trystyn slowly began to morph into a whale and wobbled back.

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