Eui's conversation starters led Iseul's thoughts astray from the real problem at hand.

"Wait a minute - merman? You said 'merman?' You found a merman?"

Eui frowned. "He found me," she corrected. "I think we're friends now. His name is Jimin." Eui smiled fondly as she remembered him. "I like him. I really, really like him. He was so pure."

"Pure?" Iseul questioned.

Eui nodded. "Pure," she repeated softly. "Like he had never done anything bad in his life." She paused for a moment to see if there was another example of how pure Jimin was, but she decided there were no other words to explain it. "Will you help me?" she asked.

Iseul clicked her tongue. "I don't have a choice anyway. I won't let you go to the beach alone. I don't even like you driving alone, so why would I let you walk aimlessly around?"

"Great," Eui whispered. "We'll need a big, big metal box. Or maybe a tarp. We could rent out a truck, put a tarp over the back, and fill it with water to make a mini pool."

"We should get both," Iseul said. "Get the metal box filled with water and put him in there. We'll carry him from wherever you found him and into the back of the truck."

Eui nodded proudly at her best friend's thinking. "Hey, do you think people will try to find Jimin?"

Iseul looked at her again before focusing on the road. "The world is a big place, Eui. If creatures like Jimin exists, then hunters may exist."

Eui frowned. "He isn't a creature. He's my friend."

[09/14/2018: the photo of Jimin is from the Oakland concert! I was there and I couldn't believe they were really there]