Blackbeak Bluff seaweed and posies

Etienne watched it go. Distaste clear on his face. He hated birds. Suzu had grown fond of gulls, but any bids drew ugly thoughts from Eti. He tolerated them, knew they had a place in the world. And he didn't wish them ill, but he still hated them.

There was a smile given and Eti studied it and her. It was fierce, blazing, sharp. A scary smile. But it wasn't terrible.

You be welcome. He had to hide a smile at the way she wrinkled her nose at the fish at her feet.

It's good. It's fis', sea creatures. Once you get past de smell, you be liking it. I'm Etienne by de way.