Thalassa
The meat pauses on its way to her mouth, an eyebrow raised dangerously high with disbelief. "They'll be on. my. ship." She enunciates the last few words like she would to an imbecile incapable of understanding, slow and thick with annoyance for something that seems so clear to her.
Shaking her head, Thal rips another bite from the muscle, content to eat in silence and be on her way, but the woman has other plans. Her voice presents the unwelcome reminder that they haven't completed the social nicety of exchanging names. The thought alone has Thal casting her eyes upward, head tilting against the stone as she huffs a rough response. "Captain Thalassa."
Shaking her head, Thal rips another bite from the muscle, content to eat in silence and be on her way, but the woman has other plans. Her voice presents the unwelcome reminder that they haven't completed the social nicety of exchanging names. The thought alone has Thal casting her eyes upward, head tilting against the stone as she huffs a rough response. "Captain Thalassa."
I'm in love with my future
