Melody turned slightly as the door opened; gently eying the pair that walked in. they definitely weren’t from around here. The pair carried themselves like sailors; it was always easy to tell since sailors usually had a bit of unsteady footing on a planet with full gravity. However, like at the docks, they held her attention for only a few seconds before she turned away and continued to focus on her stew. When it was finished Sarah approached her and took the bowl, placing a tall milkshake in front of her.

Melody simply sighed contently. “You [i]are[/i] the best.” She reasserted before turning her attention to the milkshake and sipping at it contently. After a few moments she felt eyes upon her and glanced over her shoulder again to find one of the sailors looking at her. He certainly wasn’t bad looking, well kept enough for someone who spent a lot of time in space. Then again proper sailors were some of the most well kept people they ever saw around this place. However she still didn’t appreciate the staring. Her eyebrow arched before she eventually looked away and finished off her milkshake.

When she heard the large belch a small smile crossed her face before she stood up, leaving a few generous coins on the table, grabbing her bag and making her way outside, smiling and giving Sarah a final wave. Outside the winds were strong, as they usually were on the headland but they smelt of salt and the ocean, it was always such an incredible smell. Melody began walking down the path back towards the piers and docks completely unaware that the necklace she had been polishing before her meal had slipped out of her bag.

She eventually arrived back at the dock, passing them whilst trying to ignore the attention from the sailors as she passed. The girl was well aware what was usually going through their minds as they tried to call to her. Back at the beach the girl walked along the empty sands alone, making her way around towards the base of the headland where a ship had run afoul of the rocks. Much to her pleasure anyway, since this wreck was where Melody called home. She slipped through the small opening near the rudder and began weaving through the different rooms. Reaching the one she used as a bedroom she placed the bag carefully upon a set of draws and let her hair down, shaking it out slightly.