[ just like with sol, xion can't help but wonder why their hosts keep their faces hidden... but again, she's in no position to talk. truthfully, she's a little surprised her own can be seen here, the way it's meant to be seen.

but that's neither here nor there at the moment. she bows her head as she comes into the dining room, a soft smile on her lips. ]

You're welcome. I collect them... so I thought it would be a nice present, too. [ she steps closer. ] Did you know, if you hold one up to your ear, you can hear the ocean?