Stavanger Bay with flowers in the sunshine

Rosalyn gave a quick laugh at Dakini's sentiment, though kept it brief.  If it had been only Piper there, she might have milked the situation for all it was worth; excluding her entirely from their shared language.  But she saw Raptor's look, and didn't want to alienate the captain's second (a wolf she'd formed some of a friendship with) if she didn't need to.

"Es apropiado.  No les importa." She said as an aside, not at all appreciating the ribbing.  Generally jokes were alright, but for some reason the tone got her hide up.  She let it go; no use stirring shit up right now.

"Yes, they are with us.  Raptor is Smokestep's second."  She looked back at them.  "Her native home is similar to my own," Rosalyn said somewhat pointedly.  She wasn't sure why the assumed teasing of her language got her so badly; probably because it had been years since she herself had spoken it.  "She's still getting used to the seadog talk."