The pirate female was glad that her friend cared, it made her feel good. Though it was hard to focus on anything else save for laughing and wiggling around. She was extremely ticklish on her sides and underarms. Though Ikol gave him a glare and coughed as she rolled and sat up puttign her palms on the ground wheezing and catching her breath, "Yeah... you... win..." she said quietly. Nearly breaking into a female tone. Glaring at him she sat up and coughed poking him, "Yeah... so?" she made a face and leaned back to lay on the grass, "My sides and gut hurts..." she muttered as she rubbed her tummy and rubbed her head and sighed. Ikol was still recovering from her tickle torture.<br/><br/>Tes smiled and just looked to the lake as he waited for the two who were playing around. Ikol definitely used to snuggle him, she was skittish the first year and a half of being on the ship. The only way she felt safe was if she slept in his room or fell asleep with her head on his lap. No one objected to it because he obsessively said she was his brother and that he was skittish around men he didn't know. After a while no one asked anymore and when he became captain he gave her first mate. As protection. Sighing the male then realized Miro spoke. He reached up and patted him on the head, "Its fine. Loki used to do that when he be scared of the crew. Yet he be as stuborn as me own father 'bout that thar sea.  Never once complained. Rather glad Loki stayed."