Abby looks through the spyglass to see the entourage swimming up on the beach. She looks to the mate and hands back the spyglass. "This is the help we have been waiting for? Will they be able to get us to the next island or help fix the ship?"<br/><br/>Once the newcomer makes it land Abby would waddle her way over to them, her stomach shrinking to a more manageable size. It is clear she is not packing on quite as many pounds as she could be, at least not visibly, but the sloshing tum makes clear she is not obese. She gives a small wave to the newcomer who would no doubt notice the milky white bulbous eyes of the amalgamite and the unfinished facial features set on pale gray skin. Clearly, the woman before her was not human and had an appetite to boot! Her grayish white hair hung to her shoulders and she wore a crop top and skirt that let her gut hang freely. Some measure of leather armor could be seen beneath the clothing and patches of her skin looked mottled or even scaled in a way. From her near lipless mouth she managed a smile and spoke to Nayeli. "Hello. You have come to help us? I am Abylus... and well, yes... I am pregnant. Why do you ask?"