Stavanger Bay All you have is your fire

Norsamu wasn't one who tried to be delicate when another upset- she simply acted the same regardless. One could easily call her insensitive, but the situation had nothing to do with her, so why would she need to be sensitive on the matter? Her mind felt a bit more cleared as the stench of salt water drifted over, however her head seemed to pound ever so slightly. It didn't hurt bad enough to take a day leave, but that slight feel was enough to annoy her. She followed Zigzag in silent while trying to focus elsewhere, so that this mind pain could lessen.

The white maned female followed him to the small passageway and looked around curiously. She didn't like the idea of them hiding away from a bear, but maybe he brought her here for more rum? That would've been sweet, but the lad instead turned toward the waves and sulked, "my brother," Norsamu said cheerfully, ignoring is rather solemn appearence, "no more rum to spare, aye?

"Those packmates must've ran with it! No bodies yet, ah" she had her usual grin on, "or, they got snacked on." She chuckled at the rather morbid idea, simply regarding his feelings on his packmates.