[ She's not concerned by the rowing, and definitely not by lending assistance. She settles back against the bulk of the sharks, eying the pair of them. She wants to say hers is bigger, but it's hard to say without them laid side by side. Hers had better be bigger, she'd picked carefully.
She turns her attention back to Achilles for his question, though; she likes that question. It sounds like a chance to talk herself up. She allows herself a smile, pleased and secretive as she knows how to make it look. ]
I'm never unarmed. [ She could tell him more, she could actually be helpful, but she'd rather look mysterious and dangerous. At least for a few seconds, before the urge to brag overcomes it. ]
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She turns her attention back to Achilles for his question, though; she likes that question. It sounds like a chance to talk herself up. She allows herself a smile, pleased and secretive as she knows how to make it look. ]
I'm never unarmed. [ She could tell him more, she could actually be helpful, but she'd rather look mysterious and dangerous. At least for a few seconds, before the urge to brag overcomes it. ]