Mm... It does make sense that you're less familiar with the concept of a vision. Forgive me for speaking so casually of it. If you'd like, you can consider that the ocean itself is my weapon.

( If he'd like. That's what she feels like saying on it, anyway, and she slows her steps as they near the doors with the names. A handful of them, and names she doesn't recognize... But she sees her own. )