Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
The snorted response didn't really affect Thal as she took a longer drag of her whiskey. It was getting lower than she'd like and she glanced at the vanishing liquid with contempt. Summoning for another, she downed the last swig, letting the liquor sear into her empty stomach. Despite her high tolerance of alcohol, it was easing the tension from her shoulders, making her inclined to say more than three words in response. "Just because you live here doesn't mean you spend a lot of time here." Having been offered citizenship in the area multiple times, she wouldn't have been one to linger for long. Although her 'activities' often fueled the smuggling ring and other Torchline businesses, she hadn't felt compelled to accept the label, yet. Mutual economic benefits didn't seem like adequate reason to chain herself down.
That didn't mean she hadn't heard of the many developments occurring in the area. To hear that Melita was helping with those almost had her laughing, making it her turn to snort. "Those don't sound like they would overlap often. Unless the barrier is made of rubber ducks?" Raising an eyebrow at the woman, she let known that she'd heard of her antics around Caido, not that she particularly cared or minded the occasional yellow toy floating by her ship.
That didn't mean she hadn't heard of the many developments occurring in the area. To hear that Melita was helping with those almost had her laughing, making it her turn to snort. "Those don't sound like they would overlap often. Unless the barrier is made of rubber ducks?" Raising an eyebrow at the woman, she let known that she'd heard of her antics around Caido, not that she particularly cared or minded the occasional yellow toy floating by her ship.
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
