Stavanger Bay barnacle bill

Her questions could wait for another day... they weren't dire, and she'd rather not bother with them here.  So she let the moment pass, and when the captain led with a charge towards the water, watched with a smile.  Many of the crew joined.... she glanced at Raptor, but he was already moving off.  

Engel started in with a hum, and Rosalyn ran his way instead, circling around playfully.  "Now's your chance to sing for more than fish, eh?" She joked, remembering he had a penchant for it.  "How's about it?" She didn't have much to offer by way of stories; she'd heard next to none growing up.  But a song seemed like just the thing to lighten things after serious chat of chasing, and Engel had a fair voice to him.