[Oh, you little stinker. For a moment, Norma was actually getting hopeful that she could have a regular, ordinary, normal sea-faring kid to talk with and show her the ropes regarding being more, uh...water savvy and such. BUT ALAS, it was not meant to be, obviously.

Dropping her head onto her folded arms, Norma breathes out a long, exasperated sigh, and reaches for her little stone fragment.]

Grant me a normal sailor for a change, please and thanks and...all that. Oooh...I swear, there really will be a day when I convert!