Blackbeak Bluff but now you're in love, you know

it was not unusual for the sylph to wait for others to speak first -- it afforded her the time to scrutinize them, to assess their demeanor -- to figure out whether they were friend or foe.

no doubt, the dark grey male took the opportunity to do the same. she remained steadfast, unblinking -- as the pewter creature rose and came closer, she remained still. it was not until the baritone of his voice punctured the roar of the sea did she move, and scantly at that -- a subtle flicker of an ear.

"need something?" she returned, hardly one for pleasantries or idle banter.