Water, everywhere.

It choked you, engulfing your body below the currents, the rest of the ship creating a hollow within the sea with a metallic gurgling noise as it sank.

Arms wrapped around your waist, shortly before you passed out from utter exhaust.

You woke atop a sunning rock, those same arms steadying your shoulders. A redheaded siren looked down at you, eyes firm yet attentive.

“Are you alive?” Chuuya’s voice was stern, yet with an undertone of genuine care.