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[It's early in the morning yet, the chill biting the tips of his ears, but his attention is elsewhere, eyes cast out among the water. It's the sleek, grey shapes propelling themselves joyfully to and fro. Quite frankly, he's a little enraptured.]

[Filtered from Itachi]

...What are they?

[He'll be standing on the beach by himself for several hours, eventually sitting down in the cold,damp sand. It isn't as though he has anything better to do. In fact, even if he were to go back home, e has nothing. It's a strange, hollow sensation.]