"Mama?" she asks. "Yes, baby?" "The water comes back?" "Yes, Saia, the waves will come back over and over again." "Why?" she wonders. "Well, because the currents push the waves toward the shore." "Why?" she continues. "Well, because everything gets pushed toward something and only bounces back when it hits something harder than itself." "Why?" she delves. "Well, because if everthing just kept going with nothing to stop it then everything would just fall away into nothing, wouldn't it? And if we all fell away into nothing then there would be no Saia and Chago, no Mama and Mommy, no Mema, no Ryce and Nena. And if none of us were here, there wouldn't be a here to talk about, really, so it's not so much a matter of why, but how, don't you think?"

"Mama?"
"Yes, Saia?"
"How do the waves come back?"
"Beats me, babe. But isn't it beautiful?"
"Yes, Mama, it's bootyfoo."