It's me and Mr. Jones?

Empousa's grin widened as Jay spoke, clearly interested in the woman's life. "Born and raised? And still there?" She chuckled softly, it fascinated Empousa honestly, "It's rare for people to stay someplace for so long, but it does sound nice. To be completely comfortable where you are."

"What type of story would you like to hear Jay? I wanna make sure I don't tell you something that will shock you too terribly bad." She said playfully, making a soft move closer to the woman to bump shoulders with her. She enjoyed this conversation a lot more than she thought she would, but maybe that's because Jay was just easy to talk to.

As Jay talked about taking her sister to the island, Empousa laughed softly. Shaking her head as she looked at the girl before her. "I see my comment slipped over your head. While you could always go with your sister, I meant you could go with me." She said with a wink, as she turned to look over the ocean.

Then Jay was speaking of her home and how she had been building a chicken coop, and how it had been keeping her busy. She nodded, thinking for a moment as she tried to figure out any sort of way to help her. "Livestock isn't my specialty, but you could always try to make a sort of fence. I'm unsure if chickens can dig out though." She really had meant it, she knew nothing about livestock other than how they tasted. She wanted to offer help nonetheless.

She stood up, moving a few paces back and stretching out her body. Looking at the brown-coated beauty that she had made company with, then back at the island. "If you want to be spontaneous, we can go over there now. I'll make sure you make it there safely." It was a promise, and then a wide grin spread over her lips. "It will be a good story to tell to everyone back at Avalon." She says softly. "I'll even walk you back to your borders.

"Speach"