[A pirate? ...Pirate. Something about pirates. Why does that seem strange? She looks at him for a moment, then smiles again and leans over, flinching a little at the weight on her still sensitive wings beneath the layers of fabric, to get the oar. After flipping it around in one hand, she holds the handle out to him.]
Oh and he would have so much to be jealous of. You are quite the charmer, aren't you?
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Oh and he would have so much to be jealous of. You are quite the charmer, aren't you?