Bolormaa Sagahl had not gotten used to the beach. Before she had come here, she had traveled far - but never to a beach. There was never time... studies were far more important.

So she had been spending time down there, gently resting her feet in the foam, mostly. But she was listening, and writing about what she saw. (She could remember. She could share her knowledge.)

However, she happened to reach for one that Haurchefant was going for - an oddly speckled large one - without even noticing.