"Look!" Shin-Ah pointed, and lo and behold, coral stretched out nearby and further out to sea. Only the top parts of them shown under the light of the sun and the curling of the waves.

"Wow." Yona couldn't help that the awe stole her voice, bringing it down to a whisper.

She stepped down, carefully walking barefooted into the sea, at one of the few spots coral wasn't at.

And Shin-Ah joined her slowly. Peeking down at the waves and the sea, seeing the way the corals' color seem to almost pop and darken beneath the waves, beautifully surrounded by a sea of light blue.

Shin-Ah paused; the ocean was different than he ever would have expected.

"What do you see?" Yona asked, slipping her hand into his. A memory from not terribly long ago resurfaces. 'Your hands are gentle and warm...'

Shin-Ah feels the ever so slight upturning of his lips into an almost smile.

"It's... pretty. Color surrounded by blue." It's still hard to speak sometimes, but if his words don't do it justice, she doesn't look disappointed and doesn't frown.

"Wow." Yona says instead, peering down at the water around their ankles, "Thank you, Shin-Ah."

It's still a wonder and a thrill to finally have a name. And the woman who gave him that name is right next to him, holding his hand.