"Serendipity," she repeated the words. "Hrmm... So you're like, some sort of blind adventurer seeking old relics?" Interested now, she leaned forward to look at the man with some skepticism. He certainly didn't look too adventurous, but perhaps that was because she had seen too many tribal men adventuring, and well- they were normally twice as buff and lithe as this man. Though to be fair, they were normally dressed half-nakedly, so it was hard to tell if he was even fit for such adventurers- and oh, dear! Was she just checking him out?
"So things like Jeremy the bear here are in your line of work?" Tucking back some of her hair, she continued with her questioning. "I mean, he just looks like an ordinary bear." She eyed the bear and it's painted face a few times before tucking her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. "Well, an ordinary bear made of wood." She gave a bit of a crooked smile after regarding Jeremy again as the bear looked at her- his face as flat as his paint.
"So like...What sort of magic does he possess? Or, right.. you said that's what you were trying to figure out, or something. Too bad his magic isn't in the field of saving ship's from wrecking. But then again, perhaps he's a bear of luck? I mean you did manage to survive, after all. You could have gone down with the rest of the ship.."
And at the memory, any playfulness on her face faded and a thoughtful, deeper expression took her gaze outwards towards the ocean as the warm winds carried through her hair. It was something she'd rather not remember, but she still had nightmares from it. The night her own family's boat had sunk...
And it was all because of her.
Blinking back a few tears, the idle magic that began to bubble at the tops of her fingers caught her attention as she gasped and closed her hands into fists, subduing the magics threatening to rise before she realized something important and turned to her new companion.
"Your father wasn't on the ship was he?"
Oh! How terrible if he was to suffer the same fate as she!