Wheeling Gull Isle A ghost beneath the tower.

So involved they were in prostrating themselves that Nukilik had not studied the woman properly. When bade to stand they did, stealing shy glances everywhere but those bright eyes. Nuka was pleased to see a roundness to Hua's figure, a maturity, as well as great pride.

The offer surprised them - plainly written across their face.

You would help me...? But it is not my place, you are the Empress! I thank you, but... Sucking a breath; Nukilik nibbles the inside of their cheek, conflict brewing inside of them. The island belongs to you and those born to you. It went against what Nuka knew to be right.

But I will think on it, they say, not wanting to disappoint their friend. I am here to stay if you will have me. I have been many places and hold many stories! There goes that tail again.

Oh, but you have stories too, yes? Please, tell me all I have missed...?

Fade here while they talk behind the scenes? Or continue? Your call!