Gilded Bay you pinned me with your black sphere eyes

You came from the ocean...

As a youthful child, Ford would have laughed at such an obvious statement. Instead, a calculated smile curled the edges of his lips and he dipped his head into a nod for the girl. He had learned how to present himself well. The lapping of the waves had put a hunger within him. The titan turned back to peer at the waters, and for a moment there seemed to be a peculiar kind of fondness on his face. Though his eyes betrayed nothing, the body language he presented suggested that he belonged there.

“You should expect to see more along the coast soon enough,” the inkhound responded to her. It was their right to occupy the land beside the sea. They could not exist without it. They could not prosper with only their ties to the land. “My family and I will seek to settle here.” Not where they stood, of course, but he did not wish to elaborate further on that matter. Not that it needed more of an explanation; he wanted them to know his ambitions.

“I'm Ford,” he then offered, tucking her name away for later.