mentally eel

Calliope listens with a cant of her. For as much of a bitch as she appeared to be, there would always be a soft spot for her siblings. A matter of patience she held whenever they spoke. It was the least she could do for them since ya know, they were siblings after all. One brow raises as he mentions the pit and crabs he's collected. More creatures too? Like what? She wants to ask, but refrains. Not today, maybe another she'd let Nim prattle on about his little aquarium of monsters.

Hunting though was more in her wheelhouse of capabilities. Her lips can't hide the little grin that grows as he mentions the little dear that hangout near the watering hole. Those odd creatures would definitely be small enough for them to hunt! Calliope gives Nim a nod of her head and her creepily charming smile. "Brilliant, Nim, lead the way!" She sing-songs, turning in the direction where the watering hole was on the island. Even though she too knew where it was, she figured since it was his idea, he could be the leader this time.

"Speech"