Stavanger Bay And as you get back into line, a mob jumps to their feet

He seemed about as hesitant as she was, and more of her ire drained away.  Honestly... yes, his words had hurt.  But she had to concede that perhaps he would have come around to her side if she hadn't started the encounter jumping down his throat.  She couldn't validate it; she was a creature of impulse, and her moods were unpredictable at times.

"Captain." She replied, nodding with the proper respect at least.  It wasn't the warmest of greetings, but if she didn't want another argument, nor did she want to apologize.  "Looks like spring's blowin in... it off to a good start?" The query was a more casual way of seeing how is own affairs stood... she'd been busy about everywhere else lately after all.