“Oh, no. No, no. You are very generous, but no need~?” A soft breath escaping her as she found a figure who looked a little green around the gills reading into his pocket and producing something now that he was feeling a little better for being on dry land, Fan Lin-Mei lifted her hands for a moment as stepped clear of the gang plank which connected her to the craft she had just spent far too many days upon and waved away the notion of him offering her something in recompense, regardless of the help she had been.
“Just remember… Centre in palm, next time you feel queasy~? Heehee~!” Noting this poor fellow's propensity toward seasickness after spying him hanging over the side of the ship more than a few times and opting to intervene, all she did was take one of his mitts into her own and gesture to the position she had used to calm down that urge to regurgitate gently with tender pressure, and then found herself giggling as she spied a little colour in his cheeks due to this. Seemed the men who came to this land could be cute, hm~?
“Now then…” Not that this Sinese siren had much time to focus on such a fact and instead that scarlet stare all too quickly searching for a familiar face as she allowed one of the burlier members of the crew to place her trunk down next to her, in all honest the woman in red had expected to feel more fatigued given the time she had been travelling and the difference held between the land she now stood in and her body clock, but instead felt herself full of energy instead.
Let's see here…? I hope she recognises me? It's been a little while, hasn't it? Flush with excitement in fact and perhaps just a dash of nervousness as well, the awing advocate of acupressure found it strange that she seemed to feel the butterflies in her belly more for the reunion she was facing than the fact that she had moved to a new land to find it, though she supposed that was perhaps in part to be expected? I mean, she had scarcely been a slip of a girl last time she saw her cousin, right~?