A true home (moon 8, rigging, afternoon, open)

[Hida Sayuri]

One hand flies to her mouth, stifling laughter in hopes of not startling the bird. After a moment she stops long enough to gasp. "That's ridiculous."

Pause.

"Right?"

[Yasuki Himiko]

Himiko shrugs. "I don't know shit about the spirit realms. It's entirely possible."

[Hida Sayuri]

She stops laughing abruptly and ignores the bird as she begins to run through every memory of interaction with an animal in her entire life...trying to pick out a pattern.

"But, but...the geese at auntie's place always hissed at me." She holds her free hand out toward Himiko and behind the great bird's head, heedless of him for the moment. "Still got the knot at the base o'my thumb where the lead one bit me."

"ooo, and brainin' fish with rocks when floods dropped 'em inland. Can't think the spirits'd like that."

[Rixy]

The bird's head turned in that creepy way bird's heads were capable of, looking like it should break their neck but doesn't.

With surprising delicacy, he started to nibble on Sayuri's sleeve.

[Hida Sayuri]

With a resigned sigh, Sayuri slooowly pulls the sleeve away. The weather and the sea were going to be hard enough on clothes.

"Let 'im get his way and I'll just be wearin' bindings like you. Why d'ya do that anyway? Aiming ta shock the court darlins?"

[Yasuki Himiko]

She shrugs. "Less I wear, less somethin' has to grab onto. Helps against people who wanna grab ya, random crap catchin' said sleeves, and of course, tentacle monsters."

[Hida Sayuri]

She giggles. "No tentacle monsters this far up...just a grabby bird. I see the point."

[Yasuki Himiko]

"Indeed. Besides, woe be the poor bastard who tries to make a pass at me."

[Hida Sayuri]

Sayuri snorts. "I'm told the Unicorn like gettin' punched by their women. So careful, they might think you're makin' a pass back at 'em!"

[Yasuki Himiko]

"He won't when's he's bein' held over the riggin' by 'is ankles," she said calmly, and with all seriousness. "Most people ain't so willin' to hit on the people who will literally threaten their lives."

[Hida Sayuri]

"Huh...can't deny that. Assuming he'd bother in the first place...on a ship at sea. S'not a social event."

[Yasuki Himiko]

She nodded. "I guess time'll tell."

[Hida Sayuri]

Sayuri nods, settling into silence as she watches the water, occasionally fending off the eagle’s attempts at preening.

(seems a good spot to /scene yes/no?)

[Yasuki Himiko]

/scene it is