His appreciation of her home made Pelagia all flustered again. Why was she getting flustered like this? "I... ah... cultivated the phosphorescing algae myself," she said, coming out of the water behind him. Rhodanthe slid from her back. The otter didn't even bother drying herself before flopping into her nest and sprawling out.
"It's something my family has been doing for generations. I don't think may other soquili know about it." That was an understatement. To her knowledge, her family were the only ones who knew how to manage the growth of this sort of algae.