Making it into the houseboat and with the door finally shut behind her, she panted lightly as she caught her breath, feeling as though she could finally relax a bit as she leaned back against the door. She shut her eyes for a moment, though now just kept seeing that strange man behind her closed lids, and the realization of what he was. He didn’t seem so dangerous...but the though of what he represented and was, was a bit frightening. It didn’t particularly help she’d already been attacked and injured by one of his kind - though she of course was unaware of the different types of curropt children of Jalung, and how even among them there were different groups within their own kind.<br/><br/>Hearing Jango's groggy voice speaking up to her, she snapped out of her thoughts as she opened her eyes, looking over towards the bedroom where he was “Yeah, I....sorry to wake you...” she stammered, still a bit shaken up “I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk, but then I...” she started, frowning a hit to herself as she moved over to sit on the edge of the bed “Jalung’s children...have they ever come on land before?” She questioned, though already knew the answer since the dark ones were already believed to be a myth even in the depths of the sea, let alone walking among and with them “I...I think I just met one. On land.”