[Acht listing off the things they want to do...feels good. Really good. Eight tried not to let it nag at his brain, but he had a feeling that some of the Octolings from the underground might not fit in on the surface, or at least not adjust as well. Eight feels like this is where he was meant to be all along, but that just can't be true for everyone.

But it's a big world. There's room for all. Acht will find their place in it.

Maybe everyone else will too.

Eight takes another bite of Seanwich, and a sip of smoothie before a chuckle escapes him.]

He'd like that. Though hopefully his world-saving days are behind him. But...if they aren't, I'm sure he'd be happy to have you along. Someone has to keep Pearl and Marina on track.