Stavanger Bay tell the mirror what you know she's heard before

"oh really?" dalia followed along as he said she'd be surprised, letting him continue with some wild story. slowly the edge that pricked at her skin was beginning to fall away-- it was a short lived thing, but it caused her heart to race anyway. she was beginning to fall back into the moment, and not with that man. he was not here. 

land sharks! no way, dalia would've totally known about those if they existed. she opened her mouth to interrupt him and tell him that he was wrong, when suddenly he yelled LOOK! dalia gave a jump, not at all because she was frightened by the land shark but because he startled her... ): she scrambled back behind him, only to finally actually look at what he'd been shakily pointing at with a wild gaze, noting the comment about sleeping after a big meal. or something. she scoffed. 

"you!!" she exclaimed, using her freckled head to butt his shoulder, "that's a stone, you buffoon!" oh!! and she'd fallen for it, too! her face, though annoyed, was riddled with amusement, the tension that haunted her moments prior completely gone. well, at least his antics had been good for something. "what'd you call yourself?" she asked him, beginning to shake out her fur, which was pricked up, "rannveig the sexy one?" -- oof-- "you should be the menace!" her pink tongue stuck out at him again, eyes gleaming.