[Kairi's pace is brisk, purposeful. She's settled into auto-pilot and is content to let her feet carry her without having to think about where she's going or the route she's taking.
When she next looks up, the weedy shore's stretched in front of her.
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When she next looks up, the weedy shore's stretched in front of her.
She stops.]
Do you... Want to get a boat?