Wheeling Gull Isle i'm growing and it hurts

A blanche girl approached, and although her appearance was...off-putting, Droman knew his manners. After offering a quick glance and a smile, he took the few steps back onto the shore. I'm talking to it, he laughed, not realizing how silly the practice sounded until after he'd already said it out loud, It's hard to grow up by the water and not become friends.

I'm Droman, he said, extending his snout for a nudge against the girl's shoulder as greeting. Who're you?