Moonsong Glacier Come sail away

He guffawed, a most gratifying response, and she found herself reveling in the company of the day.  She liked to think that she was built to wander alone, but in truth, she could only pretend that when she didn't have others around.  It was why she'd stuck with the Saltwinter crew, despite her better judgement, and despite some of their less... tasteful qualities.

"So they named you after the thing that you bested as a pup.  Real impressive," she said, but she did so with a grin.  He hadn't disclosed his name yet, but she got the hint well enough.  "Though who am I to talk? They named me after a color.  Or a flower.  Or something equally ridiculous." She smiled, then gave him a small wink.  "Name's Roz, former terror of the southern shores.  I was pullin your tail earlier."  She turned fully now, appraising him.  "It cant be a coincidence; I'm guessing you know a fella.  Big guy, lookin for rough folks like yer self." shit.  What was his name?  Had he even given one? She trailed off, wondering if he would perhaps finish the thought.  It'd likely answer her question either way.