Stavanger Bay good morning sea witches

The large lass of a pirate was to continue onward in her joyful song, though her sunset gaze had caught the sight of a golden boy, slinking moodily in the morning to her beautiful singing. Despite the perhaps annoyed nature the other head, she gave a grin, "Sup laddy, fine day, aye?" She was quite used to being loud and upbeat, that it was hard to imagine not many would be too pleased by the rambunctious morning. Then again even if she knew, Norsamu wouldn't care too much, as it ain't her problem they got a stick up their arse. She was friendly enough though, despite the rough thinking, that the maned behemoth moved herself closer to him, noticing he was quite small, and she may as well tower over him. It came to the point she even commented, "ya seem a wee bit small, ya eating enough?" And cackled jokingly after.