"She's not truly gone, is she?" Rinoa's voice came from above. She hadn't followed him further, most likely afraid of that sword, but her words floated down to him. "She's the ocean. It's just what...she is." She paused, wondering if this would even be any consolation to him. But somehow, she had to redress the damage she'd caused, just by being here, in this place. If she hadn't come, perhaps Davy wouldn't be dwelling on his pain right now. "And the ocean is not that far away. If she came to you once...she can do it again, that way."