She observes the jellyrabbits fanning out, some moving too far away in too little time for logic. Weird how that keeps happening. (Her world was in a state of upheaval, but she never expected anything this dramatic. Maybe she should have paid more attention to her teammates’ theorizing....) But the important thing right now is to avoid getting stung, so she maintains a vigilant watch.

Sheba blinks at him, clearly baffled. "You are from Izumo, aren't you?" Seriously, did this guy never get out to fish? At all? Even if he wasn’t from Izumo, the food shortages the last few months had brought everyone out to hunt and trade one way or another.