Nathalie Laine lives a safe distance away from the ocean, in Paris, France.

She enjoys: poking her finger into the mini whirlpools that form above bath drains, randomly understanding words in a language she doesn’t know, wrongly guessing the double-agent in cold war spy stories, sharing a Turkish meal of “Lion’s milk”, fish and turnip juice with friends, and getting spurned by grumpy cats. 

She may have snuck some of the above into Alessia in Atlantis.