Lucia turned around, her grin turning into a much warmer smile. She clutched her bag tightly to her chest, hugging it with both arms. 

"I like your sound, miss. And no, I don't plan on setting up shop up there, it's much too drafty for my liking," she dropped her bag on the ground and raised her arms, taking a deep breath of the briny air. "It's been too long since I've been on a boat, I don't know how people stand it. I can't sleep the same if the ground beneath me isn't being rocked by waves." 

Lucia's arms flopped down to her sides. She grabbed her hat and took a bow, "I'm Lucia, nice meeting someone that doesn't fit the common mold." 

[@Sputnik]