Damor and Holly swam back to the cave. Both held onto one another in a tight embrace. If for any reason they became separated, she would become susceptible to the sea. Holly began to wonder if this life was even possible for her. How could she live in a world where she could never breathe?
As they entered the cave, through the ocean, Damor looked at her and smiled.
"I-th-think-I-un-der-stand-your-lang-u-age-n-now." He told her.
"Very good." She smiled. "Maybe you could teach me yours as well."
"It-its-much-more-com-complex." He explained. "Atlant-ean-has-has-fif-fifty-consi-s-s-nants-and-twenty-two-vow-vowels."
"Oh, well maybe not." She replied. "Maybe-?"
But before she could finish her sentence, his lips smashed into hers. They were soon engulfed in a passionate kiss, as his ton
