Pills And Potions

{OOC; I'm sorry, there was a tornado warning D;}
The small woman would continue watching the calm waves, humming to herself softly in thought. She was used to solitude, and she had learned it to be her friend. To accept that she might possibly be forever alone. She sighed at the displeasing thought, catching her breath when she heard footsteps behind her. Not long after, a voice would be heard, and a face to match the scent and sound. It was a male, his colors of grey, white, and pitch black. His eyes were bicolored, one of his orbs a blue that somewhat matched Misha's. She would snap away from checking the male out in detail, remembering his question. "Oh, yes. Please, go ahead," Misha would say politely, a small smile pulling at her black ebony lips as she looked at the male.