"Wrestle with sharks? They're not usually aggressive unless they're hungry." Which is most of the time, to tell the truth. But still... A two legged taking on the brutes of the sea she had to see. "Does your brother have a crystal like yours? Or gills?" Though small and hardly visible the merfolk actually do have gills. Lia blushes when Jacoda mentions telling her some of her sea stories. "Well, let me think...I could tell the time when my uncles got storm drunk and ate sea urchins..."<br/><br/>Cecelia still feels a tad bit nervous as they retreat to Jacoda's cabin. A small meal is prepared for them to share. Jack finishes a mug of rum before dabbing at his upper lip with a napkin. "Well my Jacoda, the time has come for me to sail and off bother our dear lady king. Lady Cecelia," he says quickly removing his hat in salute. "Don't do nothing to anger this one Jacoda or you'll be sleeping in the crows's nest." He is of course speaking from personal experience. Jacoda would probably remember the time Jack had done that stunt. With those words of wisdom the older captain goes over to his own ship. Soon they're nothing but a blur on the horizon. Lia turns to Jacoda. "So where do we sail to now?"