Robert engaged with the man
“No, never,” Robert replied, shaking his head. “It’s bizarre.” The man squinted at the shimmering objects, his brow furrowed. “
You think it’s dangerous?” he asked, glancing at Katrina’s blackened hand. Robert sighed, “I don’t know.
It’s not hurting her, but it’s freaky.” They stood there, scanning the water, trying to make sense of it all.
The man rubbed his chin, deep in thought. “Maybe we should figure out what they are,” he suggested. Robert nodded, agreeing.