Discussing the situation
Inside the bistro, they ordered coffee and sandwiches before choosing a table near the large window overlooking the coast. Megan kept scrolling through her photos, zooming in on the splash while Bob replayed the event in his mind. “That wasn’t a whale,” he muttered firmly. “It was too thin, too long. And that sound… it wasn’t just noise. It felt emotional somehow.” Megan nodded slowly. “Yes. It sounded like it was suffering… like sadness.”
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