"I know," she replies softly, bending forward to kiss the corner of Korrin's mouth before she goes for the oil in her basket - not one for hair but for skin, since she really doubts that war paint can be good for the skin before she hands the bottle to Korrin for whenever she's ready to do her front. "Reminds me to show the Outsider my tattoos." That's almost tempting fate because he could quite possibly just slosh into the springs, clothes and all but she's never been anywhere she could show him the whale on her skin at all times.

"I'm surprised you don't have any at all. I got the compass and anchor before I left home, and I left home when I was fifteen."