Aw damn, it seemed she'd stumbled upon a chatty cathy. Honestly she'd been hoping for a wet-behind-the-ears youngling; a small, naive creature that she could terrify and send running for the surface with pretend cave monsters close on their heels and a renewed fear of the dark. Instilling fear into the hearts of the young sounded like a pretty good way to kill some time. Perhaps one day if she got tired of wandering she'd find herself a deep dark cave and set up shop there. See if she could get an evil witch legend started.
Good grief, all she'd asked was if the woman was lost. Being peppered with information she hadn't asked for and a plethora of questions put a damper on her trouble-making mood. Her tone laced with sarcasm, Sabine said, "Homes are overrated." Having been raised a wanderer, the giantess had no love for one particular land. She was fond of the north and the grounded ship was a decent place to stay, but when she left it the claim she laid on it went with her. For Sabine, home was wherever she was at the moment.
"Did I trespass into your sweet cave or something?" the stranger asked. At this Sabine made an amused noise in the back of her throat. The woman's pointed tone didn't go unmissed. "What would you do if I said yes?" Perhaps this would be an interesting encounter after all. As for her name... "Not someone who gives her name out quite so easily." That actually wasn't true, she was vain enough to like the idea of her name and exploits being circulated. In this instance she just wanted to be contrary.
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