Once the littler lizard people were finished etching something onto this new anchor they gave her she finally hoisted the great nautical devastator onto her shoulder. Though the one that talked gave her arm a hearty pat and a shake she barely budged an inch. The feeling was dull like the limb was just starting to grow numb. With her sense of touch a punch would feel like a mild caress. She knew better of course, having learned these lessons in time.

"Doonn't woorrry miisterr lizzaard thingy! I'll use this neeww anchorr pleennty!" She reassured him before her attention was stolen away by another fellow from their group. She recalled seeing him but who or what he was escaped her. She watched him run in and get the ire of the lizard person thing that got them some stuff. Mild banter kinda lost her attention so she started wandering on out of the room to where the main group resided.

"Heeyy eeveerryoonne! Thiis stooraage roomm's got some goood stuuff! Annd somme ffuunnyy taallkinng lizzarrds tooo!" She excited bellowed to the whole group, her voice echoing off the walls as she cheered from the doorway while waving her free arm to them all. Striding towards the middle of the room she casually dropped the end of her anchor down on the blood stained table, the bill cracking into the wood a bit as the whole thing bent for a moment under the force of having an anchor land on it.

"Theeyy didn't have my annchoorr ssoo theeyy let me keep thiis oonne innsteeaad." With her off hand on her hip she stood and took in the craftsmanship of it, giving it a firm nod.