I wanted to capture that specific neurological lag — the moment when good news reaches your face before it reaches your fists. Nami's hands tell the real story: one lifting toward connection, one still gripping the railing. The navigation charts she's wearing aren't memorial; they're the actual documents she used to bring herself home. The rope-burn scars are visible because she's not hiding anymore, but her posture hasn't caught up to her safety. The Ryukyuan-Galician fusion felt right — two maritime peoples who understand that the sea gives and takes in the same gesture. — Mira