Let me ride on your dinghy (King)

Shellie didn't particularly care for the smell of the sea, but the wind on her face and the sight of the ocean opened wide towards the horizon made her heart beat in such a pure way that she almost could look past the unfavorable burning smell of saltwater.

"Only once upon a time, when I was a young girl enrolling in the school."

"It sounds delightful," Shellie said honestly, looking out into the see. Her eyes moved smoothly to look over to Grant. Her mouth pulled into a more permanent smile at the sight of the pirate. He looked a bit out of place on such a new and fancy boat, but she could imagining him behind the wheel of an even bigger ship, one that would split the sea in two as it moved through it. "I would love to join you."

Shellie smiled, and couldn't keep down a little laugh as Grant yarr'd. She supposed that part of her pirate education was true. She looked towards him. "Yar?" She tried, a little smile on her face.

"Ooh," Shellie smiled. "I would like to hear some pirate sounds."

She snickered a little.

"You know," she said. "For the authentic seafaring experience."

Shellie laughed, hearing his voice and bounced a little. She cast her eyes out to the sea again. "Whaaaaat? That's adorable. What would you wanna hide that?"