Stavanger Bay Your yelling's getting loud, keep it down now

She was surging out and onto the sand to shake off when Raptor arrived, and she didn't let his presence stop her.  "Hey, Raptor," She said, her own greeting quite a bit brighter than his.  He seemed down?  Though why Rosalyn couldn't imagine... everyone here seemed relatively content and the crew was pretty well thriving.  No worries right?

"You alright?" She asked, sitting momentarily to scratch at an itch at her side.  She hated the way her skin prickled but hoped the bath had done its work.  "Ye seem a little-" she had to pause to find a word.  "Blah?" She finally finished with a small smile, mostly at herself for the terrible description.  But there was a lack of enthusiasm compared to their previous meeting, and she wasn't sure if this was the norm, or that was?