Wheeling Gull Isle i know, i know

i don't doubt that.  but it was best not to speak of such things so brazenly, out in the open.  come see me tonight, if you'd like to discuss it more.  he knew very little of huazhen — less than he'd ever known.  but he knew how to make himself useful, and despite his rough edges he had some kind of natural charisma.  he thought he might be able to test the waters, see how everyone else felt ... but also believed he could do so without setting off any alarm bells.

hmmm, he ponders aloud, moving to bump the side of his hip against hers.  it's ... i don't know.  they had just gotten here, after all, but he couldn't help but feel like... it's lovely, but it also feels dangerous.  i don't like being so closed off.

in the distance he sees a pair of something move, but at further inspection it was a small group of wild ponies.  he bristled momentarily before turning back to ying.  is there somewhere especially nice?