Looking into Nadia´s gigantic and angelic face, Jean realizes that she has a sad look on her face again, which changes back to a smile quickly as she looks at the tiny passenger on her palm again. Jean thinks that it´s a good thing to see her smile, but he wants to know what´s bothering her. And somehow, deep inside him, he knows that Nadia is more than she seems to be. There´s something mysterious about this girl, but he doesn´t care, to be honest. Because no matter who she really is, Jean already fell for her. He is deeply in love with her, even though he knows her for only a few minutes. And it´s the first time he ever had these feelings for a girl. So his uncle was right when told him about true love and that he would find it someday.
"Uhm...Jean?"
"Yes?"
"Why don´t you grow yourself back to your normal size?"
"That´s not possible. At least not right now. The gun has to charge in order to operate, and it will take some time."
"I see...well, I don´t mind that. I think your size makes you even cuter!"
"W-what?! Me?! I´m cute?!"
"Of course you! Or do you think I´m talking to my hand?"
"T-thank you, Nadia!"
Wow. He always thought that the word "cute" was an insult, since he only heard annoying little girls talking that way. But Nadia calling him cute is completely different. It makes him feel great, since no girl ever talked to him like that and said such nice things. Nadia is having an annoyed expression in her face due to Jean´s humbleness, but that changes back to the warm smile Jean loves so much.
"Say, do you want to get off my hand onto the plate? I don´t know, but I think it could be a little...strange."
"Oh no, I don´t mind that. It actually feels great being on your palm!"
"Uhm...uhm...t-thanks..."
Jean can´t hold back that stupid smile as he sees that Nadia is getting red in her face. That hit the spot! That´s obviously what girls want to hear. But it is true. Being on her huge palm really feels great. And her palm indeed is a vast, dark skinned field, with Nadia´s towering fingers being in the distance at the edge of her palm and pointed straight up in the air, building some sort of wall. The skin of her hand feels so soft and warm that he could immediately fall asleep on it, and most importantly, he feels safe there. It´s just a bit upsetting to see that Nadia´s hand with Jean on it is floating so high above the ground - at least for Jean. He doesn´t even want to think of falling off her hand and into certain death. But he´s sure that Nadia wouldn´t allow anything to happen to him. Anyway, Jean is still eager to learn more about Nadia. The girl simply fascinates him, and of course one who is in love with a girl should be interested in her.
"Would you mind telling me something about your life? I´m a little curious, and I hope you don´t mind."
"Oh, that´s okay. Ask me whatever you want."
"Thanks. All right, then. Uhm...you know, judging from your clothes, you seem to be cute girl from a wealthy family of the bourgeoisie, living in one of the nicer parts of Paris."
"Not really. I´m actually a performer in this circus."
"Really?"
"Yes. I´m an acrobat."
"Wow. I´m sure you´re a great acrobat! I mean, you are an athletic girl, so..."
"Hahaha! Thanks!"
"And what about your parents?"
"...they´re..."
Nadia closes her eyes, with the smile on her face fading away. Jean realizes that there must be an unpleasant story behind Nadia´s parents. Jean slowly sits down on the skin of Nadia´s palm, listening to what she has to say.
"I...I don´t know who my parents are. I´ve never met them."
"Nadia...I´m so sorry. I know how you must feel. I...I lost my parents several years ago."
"Oh Jean...that´s..."
"But...my aunt and my uncle are taking care of me. I really like them, especially my uncle is a good person."
"Hm...I´m glad they take care of you. The circus master takes care of me as well, he´s a nice person."
Talking about these things, Jean then suddenly realizes that Nadia is wearing a pendant with a beautiful, deep blue gem attached to it.
"Wow! Nadia, that stone! What is that? It´s beautiful!"
"Oh, you mean that?"
Nadia looks down at her necklace, touching it with her left hand.
"I´m not sure...but I think it´s a clue to my true origins. I...I guess that pendant is a present from my parents, the only thing they left behind. But...that gem...I have no idea what it is for. But you´re right. It is beautiful. And simply looking at it makes me feel better."
Of course Jean has no idea that this stone is the "Blue Water", and that it is the key to Nadia´s past as well as some more important things that are transpiring right now, with dark forces acting in the background, eager to get Blue Water into their hands. At the moment, it´s just some beautiful stone for Jean.
Suddenly, as Nadia and Jean are still talking, they hear that someone is knocking on Nadia´s door. They hear a voice, and Nadia recognizes the voice as the circus master.
"Nadia! There are some people who want to talk with you!"
Jean is a bit afraid, and Nadia as well, since she has no idea who would want to talk with her. She´s a little suspicious, and she first wants to hide Jean.
"Just a sec, circus master!" she yells, then turns her face to Jean, who´s still sitting on her comfortable palm, and she whispers to him.
"Jean, I´ll hide you."
"What? But why?"
"Something doesn´t feel right here. And I don´t want you to be in danger."
"I understand. Thank you, Nadia. But where do you want me to hide."
"Uhm..."
Looking around, Nadia doesn´t see any good and safe hiding spot for Jean, except for one.
"My mouth..." she whispers.
"Y-your mouth?! You...you want to put me into your mouth?! You´re going to eat me?!"
"Of course not! I would never hurt you! But it´s the only possibility. Please, trust me."
"...All right. I trust you, Nadia."
"Thanks, Jean."
Jean takes a deep breath as Nadia is bringing her right hand in front of her mouth. Standing in front of her enormous lips, Jean is a bit worried. Both her upper and lower lip are bigger than Jean himself, showing him how small he is. Then Nadia quickly opens her huge mouth, revealing its organic and fascinating - yet menacing insides. Especially her huge and white teeth (every singel tooth is extremely sharp and easily bigger than Jean) and her uvula, dangling over the entrance to Nadia´s throat like a warning. Oh well...at least her teeth are beautiful and white...
In any case he has to act quickly, as the door of Nadia´s room is being opened, and surprisingly,...