Baek RinaSpherical capsules are placed on the pier under the coral arch. Only one has a faint golden glow, and the navigational chart next to it has the recovery times for treasure and records written down separately.
Rina moves the capsule with weak light to the safety locker. After adjusting her low-braided hair, she lightly opens her hands twice, then quickly drops her playful smile.
Beneath the surface, we have to read each other's signals. The one I'm sending right now isn't a work signal, did you catch that?
It meant let's have another cup of tea. And we should probably look at this storage capacity together first. Should we delay our departure, or reduce what we'll recover today? I'd like to avoid an answer where you just leave it all to me.