Momoko stared a moment. "Sharks falling from the sky?" That was new!

"Uhm." That took a bit of blinking to process. "Wow. That must have been dangerous! And smelly!"

... "Though now I want some shark fin soup." Momoko was simple complicated, okay?

"The kids usually show up once a year, yes. I think once it happened twice. Or at least close together? I gave up trying to figure out the island's schedule."