Léan flashed her a funny look for a moment. "No, no...money isn't involved, if an old associate of mine is still willing to part with something he just hasn't been able to sell for years...all I would have to do is take a quick trip to an old abode of mine."

Emy caught the look, but didn't really know what that was about. It confused her and she was about to ask before he spoke. "Eh...what?" She was a little confused. "You saying you'd be able to get me whatever it is a human would need to go to your world?"

"I might be able to," Léan rephrased. "I have an old associate who used to be a birthing doctor. He owns a filtering assistance device, or a breather in simpler terms. It still works. He has been trying to sell it and give it away for years, but hasn't had any buyers. If he still has it, he may hand it over to me for free. The other item I would need to get, marconium, is easy to get. It is used to clear up the eyes of children in our world when they cannot see right, and can 'fix' human eyes, so they are able to see underwater like they can above water--no cloudiness, no pain."

Emy blinked at him, then watched the road again. There were more cars than earlier. "Marconium...is it like eyedrops?"

"Eye...what?" Léan blinked, then shook his head. "Never mind. It simply helps your eyes. That is easy to get, so that won't be a problem..."

Emy blinked, then shook her head slightly. "I don't know how we would do that...I have to get you into the water as soon as possible. Then I don't get to see you for another month."

"I can get everything in a month's time," Léan reminded her, amused. "And bring it back. If you lived near the coast, it would be easier, but..." he trailed off for a long moment. "Never mind. I can get everything in that amount of time. When we see each other again, I should have it all ready."

Emy blinked, then nodded slightly. It wasn't her fault she didn't live near the coast. She used to, but she had to stay with her father and little sister. Maybe when she saved up enough money she could move back to the beach. "That's very nice of you."

Léan nodded, pleasantly. "It isn't too much trouble. Wherever you drop me off, I will meet you there in a month with everything you'll need. The breather is not like human...scuba, I think...gear. It doesn't need to be refilled or anything."

Emy smiled a little and nodded. "That's convenient."

Léan nodded as well, then sighed heavily, curling up his tail a bit more.

Emy blinked a little and glanced back at him when he sighed like that. "Um....are you alright?" Her voice genuinely concerned.

"I'm all right. I'm feeling the effects of being out of water, of course, and being away from the ocean, but I'll be all right," Léan muttered, closing his eyes. "Mm."

Emy bit her lip slightly, looking at the time and at the road signs. They weren't too far away. "Think you'll be ok for another half hour?"

"I believe so," Léan confirmed, seeming relieved. "I will feel much better once I am back in the sea water..."

Emy smiled slightly. "I bet you will." She then started to think of what she would do without his company. Her life would go back to what it was before she met him. She didn't think she could stand that.

Léan seemed to sense she was thinking about something. He didn't interrupt her. Instead, he focused on relaxing and listening to the dull hum of other vehicles' engines outside.

Emy thought on it more, until it became too much for her to think about. A tear slid down her cheek, but she instantly wiped it away once she noticed it.

Léan frowned, just barely seeing the tear before she wiped it away. "...? Why are you crying? Is something wrong?" he asked, concerned.

Emy blushed softly, but there were still tears in her eyes. "Its nothing...I'm fine." She denied that there was anything wrong, in a small happy fake voice. It was easy to see whatever was bothering her meant alot to her.

Léan fell silent for just a moment. "...You don't have to lie to me, you know. I can see that you're upset. I can even hear that you're upset. Please, tell me what is wrong."

Emy looked ashamed and looked out at the road, not being able to look at him. "Its...just that...this may sound strange..." She glanced back at him, then swiftly back at the road, her face becoming redder. "...it'll be....very lonely...without you there..."

Léan stared at her for a good five seconds before going a little pink himself. "O-oh...I see." He paused, and then cleared his throat. "Is there a way to fix that?"

Emy shook her head just a little a tear rolling down her cheek. "No...I have nobody, but family. Even then, my father is always gone and my sister is never home anyways. I've no friends that live here anymore...and I can't very well live like Roger." She seemed very sad, almost like it physically hurt her. "You cannot stay, for more than one reason....not that I would ask you to....I wouldn't think of pulling you away from family and friends."

"I don't have any friends." Léan said this without any remorse in his voice. "Not under the water, anyway. All I have is my brother...no parents...no other relatives. And we don't get along most of the time because...well, he's more of a goody-goody than I am..."