Kanaloa listened to the cryptic talk. Whatever he wanted to do, the mortal could try. He was sure the man knew how to reach him. He might not be the only one who could help. Nandita had her own powers and just like him, she was bound to belief, a much broader, more common belief but belief nonetheless. He did not mention her name though as the man's question made him laugh. "Ah, is it not obvious?" He raised his arm and gestured at his surroundings. "The ocean. It is what I am. Without it, a part of me is lost." He missed his people too. Kane, especially. But the ocean was his heart and soul.