Gyrfalcon's Keep The 'Engel's Wings

Rosa? She didn't mind that; it was one she hadn't heard often before.  Little softer than Roz, but not awful.

"Spose.  Guess I should start serenading the bunnies."  She said as if thoughtfully, though the notion was almost to ridiculous to even keep a straight face.  Singing to rabbits.  Imagine.  The crew would laugh her into the waves, and likely she'd go willingly.  Only way she'd be caught singing to food was if it magically brought it to her.  Sadly, she was no siren.  Least, not completely.

"Pretty much the same.  Got a crew forming south of here, lookin to see if I can drum up some recruits."  She eyed him. "Don't suppose you do much ocean faring?"