what language are you speaking? cause it sounds like bullsh*t

Honestly she was just about ready to call it quits and go home, wherever that was. She was still no closer to finding Elias and sitting here and "chatting" with this woman wasn't helping. So far all it'd earned her was a horrible nickname. Though if Mercy insisted on calling her Blackie then she'd already decided she wasn't going to respond to it. The other woman would certainly get the hint that she didn't like it if the snarl hadn't already done so.

But she waited a few more minutes.

Crimson eyes watched Mercy intently as she mused out loud for a brief moment before looking around. Eliana's gaze slid over the landscape wondering what on earth was so interesting before it snapped back to the pale woman again. "Well Blackie was all I had, but that's clearly a no go. What if I just call you E? Then we can be E and Mercy, it rhymes! Pretty cute if I do say so myself." Her ears flicked as she mused the "nickname" over. E wasn't really much of a name, but it was ironic that it happened to be the letter her name started with. She didn't really give a damn about it being cute, but it was certainly better than being called Blackie. So the woman rolled her shoulders in a shrug as if to say "I don't care."

Now that Mercy had something to call her she supposed that was one step towards being friendly, even though Lia was hardly inviting. Either way, she'd come to this island and she didn't intend on staying by the beach forever so she padded past Mercy with a purposeful stride. She was going to explore and honestly she didn't care if the other woman followed her or not.