Wheeling Gull Isle bridge to somewhere

Ahh, so sorry for the delay! x-x”

Since arriving, the girl had often forgotten her manners. She'd forgotten to introduce herself many times, and was so far glad that her small act of rudeness had not offended anyone. The last thing she wanted was to cause any trouble for herself, or others, since trouble often led to far less desirable things. “Luke...” she repeated, trying the name out. It was unlike any she'd ever heard before, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Actually, she found she liked it, just as she had Sebastian's. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Luke.” The words were far too advanced for a girl her age, but such was the way in which she'd been brought up. It was almost customary to speak in such a manner from where she'd been born, and was frowned upon for the children to be raised speaking in any other manner. It'd come as a shock to her at first how others spoke, but she was slowly getting use to it.

Muirgen kept close to him as they moved about on the island, not wanting to risk losing him or getting lost herself. He was clearly older, after all, so surely he would know how to get back to the sea if they just so happened to wander too far in and lose their way. Her ears perked and her head whipped around from the direction she'd been facing to look at him when he mentioned it being a dream home, if only the water was fresh, instead of being salty. “Why replace it with fresh water?” she inquired, curious over whether or not there was a chance the man secretly had something against her beloved ocean. Her sea green eyes left the man for a moment in order to look out to the sea, a faint smile playing across her maw. “I believe it is nice how it is.” The sea meant seals, and seals meant family, after all.