Swiftcurrent Creek The sun shines down from above

This time, she managed to decipher the meaning of his words. "Oh! I'm all right," she answered with a small smile. "How about ye, Kieran?" Someone from Tortuga — she couldn't remember who — had told her some stories about Irishmen back in the day. If she recalled correctly, there had been mention of little green wolf pups called leprelichens who lived at the ends of rainbows, sitting on heaps of finest meats.

Brushing this thought aside, Bones recalled a phrase the unremembered storyteller had shared with her. It had stuck more than anything else, for whatever reason. "Top o' the mornin' to ya!" she chirped, wondering if Kieran would like that.