"What's it been like?" Whether they mean for Omega specifically, in a more generalised sense or both is open for interpretation. At the moment, they're willing to receive whatever information their companion is ready to give over drilling her with questions.

"A city under the water. Sounds like quite the technological feat." One Nanachi tries to imagine as for all the sights they've seen, they haven't set eyes on anything like that.

Looking down, they spy a seashell with a pretty pattern in the sand. Was this the kind of thing Omega grabbing at? Grasping it in their stubby fingers, Nanachi pulls a face at the feeling of the wet sand. They wash off both the shell and their hand in the water before offering the prize to Omega. "Is this what you were looking for?"