Barrow Fields And sat with me in Neptune's yellow sands

Humph. He was certainly polite, but she could take care of herself, thank you very much. She watched him a moment longer, pausing a moment before speaking. "Thank you, but I best be going. Pleasure to meet you, Flaris" with that, and a final glance in his direction, she spun away and slipped off between the burrows. She trotted back toward the bay, when she'd perhaps live some more of her rather entitled life.