As Milly strolled away from her room, something that she had heard finally caught up to her.

'Minnie'.

A simmering heat built up in the pale girl's heart. Her name wasn't Minnie! It absolutely wasn't! Sure, some people on the ship had decided it was a [i]great idea[/i] to start calling her that, but it wasn't her name! She spun on her heel, her dress fluttering as she did, raising one finger.

"My name's not Minnie! Just because it sounds like... sounds... like..." she blinked, confused, looking around. The girl who had referred to her by that name(it was definitely a female voice) was long gone by now. Milly, though she hadn't realized it, was still rather groggy from waking up. It had taken quite a while for the words to catch up to her. For a few moments, the small girl stood there, before folding her arms over her chest in irritation and turning away as she proceeded across the deck. Hmph, calling her Minnie... she was just a late bloomer!

At the very least, it was quite a nice day outside. There was a good wind, it was clear out... Yes, certainly, they'd probably find [i]somewhere[/i] where she could blow something up soon!