[There is a movement behind her, briefly. It turns out to be a...horse-sized dog with three heads.]
Muffin, no, wait here until you have permission yourself.
[Muffin gives a great, beleagured sigh, but flops down on the dock to wait. Naeva will make her way up shortly afterwards, looking curiously about the ship. A few months out and she's still not quite used to the novelty of, well, the sea.]
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Muffin, no, wait here until you have permission yourself.
[Muffin gives a great, beleagured sigh, but flops down on the dock to wait. Naeva will make her way up shortly afterwards, looking curiously about the ship. A few months out and she's still not quite used to the novelty of, well, the sea.]