doo we pronounce namoo same as shamu?

A sense of belonging was funny to Kuroo now that he had been here awhile. He suspected Nami would eventually feel the same way and only hoped he helped her feel better the more time they spent together. Which was exactly why he had brought her out here. Not that he had any clue about the lights in the sky having meaning to her upbringing, but because it was beautiful and it was a moment he wanted to share with her. Just the two of them beneath the starry blue and green sky with the water and sand being the only things around them.

He listens intently, soaking up every word she has to say. Nami mentioning her homeland has him thinking of his own. Was his father there? Was anyone from his past still there? Hattori hadn't given them much news as of late so perhaps the empires really had fallen. Coming back from thoughts he didn't like to dwell on, he smiles softly, meeting her gaze as she explains what the lights were to her when she was younger.

"As a pup, I would've believed that story. Usagi and I came from a small village where fishing was quite prominent. It's where my love of it came from," he comments, eyes still meeting her gaze, feeling the moment between them as if he could touch it with his paw. "They're beautiful," Kuroo whispers under his breath, still gazing at Nami even as she turns away to look back at the sky. With the lights reflected on her face, he can't deny the way his stomach turns in knots and his heart that tries to climb into his throat. "Just like you," he adds after a moment, giving her time to admire the sky before he interrupts her stargazing.

"Speech"