Gilded Bay When you gonna get grown?

He put the brakes when he got closer and as she was turning to let him know that it was not on the market.

"What ain't?"

Raptor's tongue could be quick but sometimes his mind stalled before a witty remark could be sent to it. Such was the case here. His brows came together as he cocked his head and peered around her. She had no food. No treasure. The only thing she had that he might even remotely desirable was her boo—

Oh.

The pirate narrowed his eyes and grinned. Her testy manner and sharp tongue left him mighty convinced that she was one of the elusive siblings he thought she might be. She was, after all, not unlike Sandpiper, just maybe a bit more salty. But he was not about to let the topic at paw go without a comeback.

"Aye, good thing, lass," he replied, "'cause ye wouldn't be able to give it away." He immediately launched into the actual reason he had troubled himself with meeting her, hoping to cut her off before she could say much in her defense.

"I came here with yer siblings, they're lookin' for ye!"