[ Come Christmas Eve, Gale delivers two fully-filled notebooks, tied with a sparkling bow. Cumulatively, they contain everything he knows of ki and can recall from memory (which is rather a lot, actually).
He also attaches a note in cramped-yet-tidy scrawl: ]
Koby,
I'm certain you have received many gifts — and deserve them — in honour of the festive season and your birthday both, so I thought it better to offer my services in lieu of something tangible.
When you next miss the sea, seek me out, and I shall bring it to you. It won't be real, but it will feel that way, from the crisp salt air to the crashing waves.
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🎁 — 24/12.
He also attaches a note in cramped-yet-tidy scrawl: ]