Wheeling Gull Isle what would hope be without disappointment

Physically intimidating, perhaps, but Ying hadn't said anything to frighten him (right?). She watched him stammer his response and leaned forward, deliberate in her movement so as to not startle him again. You can look, she assured him.

She cleared her throat. Already, she'd formed an opinion of Ruvik that was quite different from her sister's. Ying shrugged her shoulders and said, I just want to say hello.