[ From the way he describes his dream, it's awfully sweet, as if he's reuniting with a friend or a guardian deity that's been watching over him from the vast ocean. Mindlessly, she places a hand over the mark, a pleasant warmth blossoms in her chest as she listens to him recount that fateful memory from his childhood.

Like it had saved me from something, and I felt drawn to it, somehow. Come to think of it, she's felt drawn to him from the moment he stepped foot into the police station... ]

You did well remembering what you could. Maybe if we're able to get to the bottom of this, we might also figure out the meaning behind your dream.

[ There's a good chance she's looking a bit too hard into his dream but she's not going to give up on that line of thought. There's no way the whale in his dream and the mark on her chest aren't connected in some way. ]

I guess if there's anything we can confirm for sure, it's that the two of us are undoubtedly linked in some way. It's almost as if... our destinies were meant to cross paths.