Wren stared back. She knew enough about Greek mythology to recognize "Pan." But "translator?" Whatever the man was, he certainly wasn't a translator in the sense she was familiar with.
"What do you mean," she starting, pointing at the other man, who was still seated on the sand. "He fell? We dragged you out of the water; you're lucky you didn't drown!"
Wren passed a hand over her face. She had no clue how to make sense of the situation, but she supposed names would help. "Who are you people, anyway?"
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