Cerulean Cape Settled in, into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket

Thresher was impressed, albeit a bit intimidated, by the way he ate the crab, mangling it rather than carefully pulling back the bits of shell she'd already cracked for him so that he could eat the crab's insides. She worried he might swallow a bit of shell, which would be very sharp and dangerous as it wasn't likely very digestable. Nevertheless, he seemed grateful for the meal, and she simply smiled at him when he apologized. 

The starfish...Well, she didn't feel terribly impressed with the fact that she was resorting to bringing him something like that. She grimaced slightly, and shook her head. "Is not...Great," She said, though that was an understatement. Starfish had an unusual texture, and kind of tasted more like kelp than anything else. "Is all I could find. Don't have to eat it- can wait for tide pools," She reassured him, hoping he wouldn't feel like he had to eat the starfish simply to be polite.