A Stroll Across the Beach

[nemhain.]

It seemed as though the beach was a fairly popular little hangout at the moment, a fact which didn't fail to surprise Nemhain, who had been under the impression everyone would avoid it until after the Captain had been dealt with. After all, it was a pretty massive threat that was hanging over their head at the moment, and most of them seemed so nonchalant about where they were. Sterling didn't surprise her, since she knew the other probably didn't know about the gods attacking, and even if he had known, he probably wouldn't have cared. Nemhain didn't linger on the thought for all that long, however, since it would've been pretty hypocritical to be too worried about it, considering she was down here as well. She still found herself shifting a little bit uncomfortably when a feeling of worry and anxiety pricked along the back of her neck, a transfer from Rin's weary mind, however. Nem took a deep breath inward to force herself to calm down, sinking her talons into the ground before letting go. The sand shifted in a comfortable way beneath her feet, and she watched as Sterling greeted Sanzu and Mistrim, a soft amused titter leaving her as she saw how delighted and excited Sterling was.

It was after this that Sterling's attention was focused on her, and the persona had to stop herself from curling back at the intensity of his excitement. He was always so silly and seemingly not right in the head, so it was difficult for her to really take anything he said seriously. Still, she didn't wish to insult him, so she just chirped softly, "I'm not the big scary bird. You know my name is Nemhain. I've told you..." She shook out her feathers a bit before the lynx spoke up again, and she found herself wondering what the hell Sterling wanted for all of the treasures he was searching for. She clenched and clenched her talons again before speaking, her head cocking over to one side, "The treasures of this world...? I suppose treasure can be pretty, but what do you want the treasures for? Also... do you think we're all living in a big cage? Because we're not." She got a slightly concerned look on her face, wondering what the hell had caused such a mental state, but she was interrupted yet again by him shoving a pretty shell towards her. Blinking down at the shell, she hesitated for a moment before lifting it up in one of her claws, inspecting it before she chirped deeply, in her soft rumbling voice, "This is very... quaint. Nice. It's very pretty, but do you have any purpose to collecting them?"