Moana's expression faltered. "You could definately say that." She replied while trying to figure out where to start. It was only a day but so much had happened: the ocean, her island, her grandmother, leaving, Maui. Moana sighed, "It's a lot. I don't mind telling you but it won't make much sense unless I tell you the legend first."

Dark eyes peeked over at the girl. "Do you want to hear?" Moana didn't mind sharing. She was open and found no reason for secrets. There was nothing in her life that could be used against her.

"I've never heard silence." Moana admits suddenly. "Even when it's quiet I can hear animals or bugs. I don't know what silence sounds like." It was a very curious thought.