brother breather bother

Helvil felt a bubble of excitement brewing. This could be her chance to taste some semblance of a normal life again.

Normally, she might have tried to be polite and ask after his companion who'd just left. But time for her was always short on land.

I cannot breathe as you do. As I once did. She explained hastily. She tapped her chest once before continuing. She took everything. Everything that She could. I have only gills. Vi added, gesturing toward the slits up her neck. They were slick with water now, but in time would begin to dry and leave her unable to process the air properly.