Lyra nodded her head as Moira told her not to confuse the Musashi with the Yamato since the crew didn’t like it. “Will do.” She answered turning her head to look at what the cook had been waving at and could just make out the spotting scopes that were pointed at the pair of them. She just shrugged her shoulders and looked up at the cook. “Eh, let them look. It’s just like any other beach. Doesn’t bother me none as long as they keep to looking. Besides I happen to like my spot here and I don’t see any reason to move just because a couple are getting an eyeful.” Lyra was rather practical in these matters. The guys weren’t actually doing anything to bug her and it wasn’t worth all the work it would take to move or try to do anything else to stop the guys from blatantly staring at them so she just gave them a friendly wave like Moira had and settled back into her spot.