Stavanger Bay hands getting cold

"okay," dalia returned simply, her ears pivoting forwards again, "i will be ready." she would be, too. she, of course, did not know how to prepare... but she could at least prepare herself mentally to begin training. she was just so tired of feeling useless... 

she wondered what he meant about strength in the water... swimming? perhaps? she wondered what it had to do with defense, but she did not bother him with that question now-- she would perhaps ask later, or perhaps he would tell her when the time came. either way, it was not worth it now. 

and then, before dalia could suggest they finish the patrol, ford himself motioned that they continue along. dalia's head bobbed along with his, her tail waving a few times. she was silent, having nothing else to say, now simply relishing in some sense of accomplishment and pride.