"Did you know," he asked me with a smile, "the sirens in this city actually have faces like humans. They don't really tempt sailors and lighthouse keepers to abandon their lives. They just need contact with people to maintain their existence. Without that contact, they will fall asleep.
I asked the boy in front of me what sleep was. The boy smiled.
"Sleep means that they will lose the magic power of the siren and become a pure mermaid, not knowing who they are. "
What is that connection with people that the Sirens need? I asked again.
The boy laughed again, "It's passionate love. Passionate, short-lived love. "
Intention: Affection and misunderstanding