[The room is full of oceanic life. It’s grown all sorts from coral to sea plant, urchin to clams, small schools of fish to manta rays. Some of which, flee at the sight of Descole.]

[The Harmony Child floats over the bed, staring blankly without response.]

. . .

(More of them...)

Oh..! Hello there...!

.....

[Just breathe. Play your music. Stay calm.]

Oh..! Hello there little one!