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Okay first off, this place so didn't look like the dig she had been on in the middle of the Pacific. Which would explain why Taylor has a mud streak in her dark hair, and on her clothes. Though she brushes herself off mostly to try to look presentable.

After a moment she gives up, after all at least it's only mud and not blood or any thing else. Though her bare arms, show she's not unused to rough landings, coral hurts if you hit it in a bailout after all.

"This so isn't Rapa Nui, so. Would it be a bother to ask two things? Well three. Who is the Kahuna in charge? And where are we?" Yes she slipped into surf slang only because so far, she doesn't see professor types around and she really had been looking forward to getting the job done and testing some of the waves before she crashed for the night. Of course, it's hit or miss lately if she gets surf time.

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She makes a soft bemused sound a small twinkle in her eyes a small wolfish smirk in reply. "Aye." She nods a little again as her mouth seems to be trying to make the equivalent of, :3 between twitches. "Don't worry I shall leave the waters and the creatures therein sort of guidance to you and my mate." She murmurs half playful half solemnly. As she half raises and waves a hand slowly through the air as if gesturing over a large expanse of said water in the distance.

She hums and nods softly, "I see." She murmurs softly with a small smile. "I'm glad to hear it ended well then." She murmurs sincerely. She tilts her head. "Ah, in some cases. I tend to avoid raw and spicy things myself." She murmurs she was a mite cautious in certain areas herself. She chuckles softly and nods. "Aye, on that we agree."

"See, raw isn't that bad, as long as the source is fresh and clean." She grinned.

"And more you talk about your significant other, more I'd like to meet him."

She tilts her head, "I suppose..Though some places that's harder to determine than others." She murmurs diplomatically. "Can't be too careful, I've been places where Dysentery can be rampade verra easily." She murmurs her tone slightly more sagely and slightly scots-Irish sounding. Her nose twitches, and she shakes her head as if to clear it of memory as her eyes flash a light gold momentary as her inner wolf seems to scent the air at the thought of, {Meat?} {Oi, behave back there we're not fishing today.}

She hums softly trying to keep any canine sounds in the back of her throat. She did not think Tay was quite prepped yet for her 'party trick'. Or at least that one.

She grins at the latter, however, "Oh? " right pleased at hearing such, As she offers the other woman her arm mannerly as one would back in the day when going for a stroll turn about a room. "Well, that can be arranged easily enough. Though he's doing errands at the moment. " She reassures the younger woman warmly.

I've found most places where it's served that way, with the exception of being a delicacy, are far enough away from industrial centers to be safe."

"That's no problem, we can meet another time."

She hums with a slight diplomatic twitch of her nose. "I wouldn't mind a good calm or shrimp mind you." She murmurs half in thought. But also makes mental notes. "I have a friend who has a seafood spot Kenner of Kenner's Kippers." She explains warmly. Though she wasn't sure how expansive his menu was at the moment.

She smiles warmly, "And I'll be happy to introduce you. " She murmurs with a small happy squint trying not to wiggle noticeably but happy bout that. As she scans the area to see if anything new had popped up of late or along the way.

"Yay! Normal food." Taylor grinned.

Aal chuckles warmly and bemused, "Aye , though I do make a good grilled cheese and beef stew if I do say so myself." She murmurs wondering what some of Tay's comfort foods might be.

"Remind me to make Donburi and Dango for you once I actually get settled. I'd make Mochi, but it's a hit or miss when it comes to the texture." One sad thing about being raised by someone who knew nothing of her mother's culture. Japanese and Hawai'ian foods are more her go to than Korean.

Her ears perk up and she tilts her head curiously at the new and interesting words. "Aye certainly." She murmurs with a nod and hopeful wiggle. Before letting her feet lead her slowly or least evenly toward familiar spaces.

Taylor follows in suit reaching up to pull her hair back off her shoulders, showing off a few small tattoos of sea turtles and a a whale tail at the nape of her neck.

Aal tilts her head a little curiously, her eyes squint and crinkle at the corner slightly she did rather like turtles too and art. "Ooh, those are pretty." She half comments complimentary. wondering if they were simply because she liked them or like in some cultures they had some deeper/cultural meaning perhaps. She knew some Island folks tended toward the latter.

She rubbed them a little. "Adopted family talked me into them. The turtle protects me, and the birds remind me that I was born to fly away from what the man who raised me was making me into." She grinned at the thought.

She smiles softly as she listens, "Oh I see. " She murmurs softly but still warm. Her eyebrows go up a little but they both seemed fitting. "Well, I'm glad you got out of that situation." She murmurs gently in sincere compassion and with a little firm nod. A small proud of her look on her face. Even as she reminded herself not to pry, but she would listen if Tay ever wished to talk of things.

"Yeah, could say it's a skill of my father's bloodline. We get into the worst situations, and end up getting out mostly unscathed." She rubbed the tattoo. "At least that's what I was told by the people that took me in after I left."

She hums half in thought half in curious interest as she listens raptly her ears perking up, both literal and figuratively at the wording. "Well, that's a good thing to pass down if ya ask me." She murmurs with a wee nod. Her face softens. "I'm glad you had them in yer life at least." She murmurs gently. Funny, how she had a habit of taking folks under her wing so to speak as well. Well, if she felt like they might let her. Of late she seemed to just have a habit of accidentally chasing folks off it seemed.

Her shoulders sag a little. She tried not to come off too strong, but sometimes her maternal and other instincts got the better of her.

"Would be better if I actually could ask them if it's true." The joys of being a trophy of a secret war that has been going on for centuries. She hadn't meant to say that out loud honestly.

Aal's eyebrows go up a wee bit, half curious. "Oh? " She murmurs she knew there could be ways well..depending on what had happened and what kind of ream it was, etc. Naturally, everything had some sort of price. But if she could help a friend find peace or network /point her toward someone who could be of assistance. In say some sort of Quest. Pack ahem Family by blood and or bond were important. As was closure.

Heck if she ever had a chance to at least know..certain members of her own family's fate..After..ahem but Tay's problems was what needed to be focused on right now.

She tilts her head to the right in a canine way, "Well..ahem that's not completely out of the realm of possibility in some places mind..Ya need someone who knows what they're doing else such can be verra dangerous." She informs her gently while also gently cautioning.

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"Pops took care of me but well, it's complicated." She chuckled a little. Not like she could go up to the the guy who happens to be the adopted son of one of the guys she counts as a grandfather, and go 'Hey I know you don't know me, but I think you had sex with mom before you were thought dead'. "Besides, I have my found family. They're thicker than thieves and taught me more than Pops or sitting in lecture halls ever did.

"You do realize you're talking to an adventure junkie right?"

She hums softly and nods in sympathy. "Not uncommon where I'm from that's for certain..Lots of stepfamilies and the like." She murmurs. She half squints, half winces wryly, "Ahem yes. that would make the..awkward even more so." She murmurs softly clearing her throat trying to steer them a bit away from awkward silences at least.

She smiles warmly pleased by the last part, however, "Well, least that part worked out for ya."

She slightly tilts her head diplomatically. "I figured it a possibility..but I couldn't say nothing in good conscience.. Ahem, old Healer habits." She states with a slight head tilt but her tones warm but unapologetic. After all someone had to look out for the ones prone to jump into things. Even if in some small way. Even if only so they knew they had someone to go too when they jumped in too deep.

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