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[ Kohran at this point was holding her skirts just so they fall above her knees, her shoes a distance off in the dry sand. Her eyes aren't so good, but she finds herself amused nonetheless seeing her feet get covered by sand, only to lift them back up and wait for the next wave to come and bring sand again.
She looks up at the voice and takes a few moments to register what exactly she is looking at -- gold, kind of floating with... tentacle-like appendages... and bright robotic eyes. ]