Back in Lantern Cove, the town noticed a change. Kaylani’s stories grew deeper, threaded with the voices of things returned to speech. Matteo found his father—not in a dramatic reunion atop the pier, but in the slow, awkward conversations at the Harbor Café where old hurt eased like barnacles falling free. He stayed in town, mapping the coast not to claim but to learn. He painted the reefs, naming them after the objects the sea had given him: Compass Rock, Lei Point, Flute Shoal.