"Depends on the cave. They've got stone, waterfalls, crystals, even icicles - maybe you can even see the ocean waters literally glowing, The Bahamas have some nice ones," Nerissa said, and she had to admit, she was fond of the beauty of sea caves. Of the ocean in general - it was home, and that wouldn't change.
Sometimes - though she'd be loathe to admit it - she felt awkward on land. Like she didn't really fit, like she was in the wrong skin. But she made do with pizza and beer, and was generally able to bury those feelings deep.
She chuckled, popping a bit of crust into her mouth. "I'm not afraid of much," she winked. "Don't worry, you've got time to figure out what you enjoy. Pizza's good, so are cheeseburgers, white chocolate mochas, the smell of old books, Netflix and chilling..." Really, she could go on and on.
"Though I guess the caveat is, you have to try different things to figure out what you like."