Stavanger Bay atop sins towered heaven high for me

Rosalyn's ear flicked and she turned to see who had called out, relaxing some when she saw it was the complicated woman who had joined them yesterday.  Rosalyn wasn't sure how she felt about her.. threatened? Yes.  Jealous? Yes.  Attracted? Hell yes.

Lovely.

"Sure, was just off to check the tide for a bit of breakfast," she answered, pausing to presumably allow her to join.  "Pack treating you alright so far?"  The words sounded oddly formal to her ears, and she wondered if she was beginning to grow back into the stilted and informal tongue of the coastal pirates.