He didn’t have any language. As Emily and Cole had never talked to their kids about the shifter thing, he had not ever had the opportunity to learn Dolphinese. Not to mention the fact that you can’t learn it unless you’re in dolphin, or I guess karonden, form. Nonetheless, Sam spoke, and he was heard. Later, he would tell me that he just spoke from his heart, that he somehow or other spoke his human language and it came out. Linguistically, that never made sense to me, but in my heart, I believed him. No matter the way, he got through to people that day.
He dove into the middle of all the chaos, dove under water, and then he began to speak.
“Hello,” he said in a deep voice that let you know that he wasn’t sure of himself, and somehow that made people want to listen.