"Eh?" Ricky looked down to her at first for a moment a bit lost, but then realized what it was the girl asked him just shortly after. "Oh! Ye’re askin’ bout de Fish Market, s’where fisherman an’ merchant alike gat’er t’ sell off all t’eir haul." A complacent smile then formulated on his face once more as the memory from earlier soon returned, this time not to distract him from the current moment that presided before him. "Me wife an’ Oi met dere an’ we actually tried out de Grilled Sandfish dat dis one stall serves. It’s pretty good if ye ‘aven’t tried it, somethin’ ye won’t ever forget once ya ‘ave." He assured Shall with enthusiasm as he guided her onward, he felt rather eager to finally try the fish again considering he’d not done so in a while. Would it taste as great as it did back then? Would it be as delicious as he remembered? He would have to wait and see, considering that was where they were headed now anyway.
Upon hearing Shall as she kept conversation flowing Ricky chuckled with a smirk. "Dat so? Well Oi ‘ope ye settlin’ in ‘as been good so far, ya findin’ Zeltiva t’ yer likin’ any?" He inquired curiously as a form of courtesy, it served well to see if one found themselves happy in the place they lived in after all. All the same he found Shall something to be a little curious about, even though she appeared to be a normal girl to him. Mainly the injuries she suffered were something of concern for him, considering he worked as part of the Wave Guard. Of course though he was off duty now, therefore didn’t exactly have to act upon usual behavior when he wore the uniform. Instead he thought to approach the matter differently rather than be straightforward with any interrogative questions, and allow himself the possibilities of discovering information through other patterns like social behaviors, body language, and the like. That would allow him to determine just what exactly he needed to know, should he actually further learn more of the wounds she bore.
Upon hearing Shall as she kept conversation flowing Ricky chuckled with a smirk. "Dat so? Well Oi ‘ope ye settlin’ in ‘as been good so far, ya findin’ Zeltiva t’ yer likin’ any?" He inquired curiously as a form of courtesy, it served well to see if one found themselves happy in the place they lived in after all. All the same he found Shall something to be a little curious about, even though she appeared to be a normal girl to him. Mainly the injuries she suffered were something of concern for him, considering he worked as part of the Wave Guard. Of course though he was off duty now, therefore didn’t exactly have to act upon usual behavior when he wore the uniform. Instead he thought to approach the matter differently rather than be straightforward with any interrogative questions, and allow himself the possibilities of discovering information through other patterns like social behaviors, body language, and the like. That would allow him to determine just what exactly he needed to know, should he actually further learn more of the wounds she bore.
