Greatwater Lake Two different worlds.

The girl did not answer him. She couldn't answer him. It was obvious she was frightened, as even she could sense the waves of fear rolling off of her small form. Muirgen had hoped the man would leave her be, maybe get tired of her and let her go after seeing how scared she was, but that was not the case. It had to be a day completely void of luck for her, as she realized she'd crossed paths with a truly sadistic man. Silently, she went wishes out to Lir, begging him to give her enough strength to retrieve her skin, as well as make a run for it, but so far her pleas had yet to be answered. Not being one to speak, or even think, ill of the mighty Sea God, she assumed he believed her to already possess the strength to do just that, and that all she needed to do was awaken it. She tried to swallow down her fear, but it continued to remain, not wishing to leave her so soon. When he mentioned keeping the skin, her eyes grew wide and she, momentarily, forgot her current position in the situation. “You will do no such thing!” she stated, able to relieve herself of the stammer, if only for a second. “Sebastian is no coward, he is kind. You are the coward, taking advantage of one smaller than yourself so you can steal from them!” Her naïve nature kicked in, then, or perhaps it was a burst of bravery—something that did not occur often for the young selkie.

Muirgen's was quick to vanish, however. Instead, she was left wearing an expression that closely resembled that of a child's, right after they'd been informed they could not have anymore sweets. The idea was horrifying, and the insult he'd added in about her skin only made matters worse. The large man might look like the one she deemed a friend, but he was nothing more than some lowly monster in her mind, incapable of any forms of compassion or kindness. “No,” she stated after a bit of silence, having needed to take the time to find her voice. “I would rather be stuck being wed to the likes of you, than lure my friend towards such a monster...” The idea was appalling to her, being wed to a man like Burke, but she couldn't throw Sebastian under the bus just to save herself... could she? It would be a way to survive, yes, but at what cost? She felt there was a chance she could lose him to the cold clutches of Death, and if she didn't, she was certain he would never forgiver her. After all, to her there seemed like there was no way he ever could. It would be foolish to forgive someone who traded away your life just to save their own, and she was positive the male was no fool. “You can not give it to any... spider-lings...?” Muirgen stated, voice quiet and holding a hint of a question as she spoke of 'spiderlings'. The selkie had no idea what those were, but knew they could be nothing good if the man spoke of them.