For the first time since falling into the sea, Roxy felt like a person.
She hummed a little tune, something off-key and upbeat from her old life, as she moved around the cave.
The heavy, oppressive atmosphere of the Pearl Garden didn't seem quite so crushing now that her skin wasn't itching with dried salt and her hair wasn't a matted bird's nest.
She was glowing. Literally. Her skin was flushed and radiant, and the bioluminescent moss in the cave reflected off her clean, damp hair.
Caspian had no choice but to watch her with a very keen, almost obsessive gaze.
"You seem more bouncy now," Caspian noted, watching her from the coral chair.
"It's called happiness, Caspian," Roxy chirped, doing a little spin on her heel. The tattered tunic she wore was still a rag, but she wore it like she didn't give a damn. "Hygiene is next to godliness. I feel light. I feel fresh. I feel like I could conquer the world."
Literally, I have almost conquered the world.
[Pride]
Oh shut up.
