07-14-2019, 09:59 PM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]The tigress watches her responses quietly, nodding slowly to her first set of words. To be honest, near anytime she went away to think ended up resulting in some sort of disastrous thing happening to her. It was better to simply stay home, even if her shushed adventurous spirit always craved to see the world - her family is here, and she has so many responsibilities here now, there was simply no time. She'd accepted that a long time ago. "S'pose I get that, though don' do that so much these days I mus' admit." However, whether she was referring specifically to getting away from her crewmates or thinking in general, she did not bother to specify. Her words are quieter than her normal volume, seeing as this is just a private conversation at night. There is no need to send her voice slicing through the calm air for now.
To the next replies she receives, she'd offer a small grin. "Of course, 'll always appreciate the company of folks I can trust." Her words are genuine and straight-forward. Leroy proved that to her - admitting that Stryker had crossed their territory days ago, despite any repercussions that may come of him stating it. Even if the words didn't come from their leader, which she would have preferred, she will not scold him over it. She was willing to give Crow benefit of the doubt, in case he thought it not so important - maybe he didn't know the extent of Stryker's crimes...and he's still recovering from that concussion, maybe that's clouding his judgement. Nonetheless, she would worry about it for another time.
The tiger sighs silently, glancing out to the reflective waters surrounding them before turning back to Sam. "Well, if you're tryna' think by yourself, d' ya want me t' go? 'm not tryna' t' invade your privacy." That would simply be rude - to continue a conversation one did not want to have. She is not super concerned about an ally sitting on their island unguarded. Trust was earned, and Tanglewood as a whole earned hers a while ago, even if she did not necessarily know more than a few of them past a name and face. Hell, her papa had let Snowbound live with them a year ago - one little ally staying the night was not going to end the world. "An', if ya need somewhere t' rest for the night, the Tavern's always got open beds upstairs." Normally she offers her submarine to newer members, but she quite honestly did not want to risk the possibility of a stranger wandering about her home's rooms at the moment, no matter if she trusted them or not.
To the next replies she receives, she'd offer a small grin. "Of course, 'll always appreciate the company of folks I can trust." Her words are genuine and straight-forward. Leroy proved that to her - admitting that Stryker had crossed their territory days ago, despite any repercussions that may come of him stating it. Even if the words didn't come from their leader, which she would have preferred, she will not scold him over it. She was willing to give Crow benefit of the doubt, in case he thought it not so important - maybe he didn't know the extent of Stryker's crimes...and he's still recovering from that concussion, maybe that's clouding his judgement. Nonetheless, she would worry about it for another time.
The tiger sighs silently, glancing out to the reflective waters surrounding them before turning back to Sam. "Well, if you're tryna' think by yourself, d' ya want me t' go? 'm not tryna' t' invade your privacy." That would simply be rude - to continue a conversation one did not want to have. She is not super concerned about an ally sitting on their island unguarded. Trust was earned, and Tanglewood as a whole earned hers a while ago, even if she did not necessarily know more than a few of them past a name and face. Hell, her papa had let Snowbound live with them a year ago - one little ally staying the night was not going to end the world. "An', if ya need somewhere t' rest for the night, the Tavern's always got open beds upstairs." Normally she offers her submarine to newer members, but she quite honestly did not want to risk the possibility of a stranger wandering about her home's rooms at the moment, no matter if she trusted them or not.