Sea Witch Mina grabbed hold of her head, making a mess of her slightly-wet purple hair.
"No... this cannot be. I already entrusted my heart to--"
"Ahem," Tycondrius cleared his throat to interrupt the mermaid girl, "Good afternoon, Second Lieutenant Mina. This is Princess Iyuri."
"Nya~hallo!" Iyuri waved.
"Don't do that," Tycon chided.
"Ssssssup?" The Princess hissed.
That... greeting was still awkward... but Tycon found it more acceptable than her previous.
"Oh," Mina's brows were still furrowed deeply in confusion, but she bowed at the waist as decorum dictated, "Good... good afternoon... Lady and Sir."
Tycon nodded and gestured to the mermaid, "Mina, report."
"Re... right. Report. I can do that. Just-- can we not tell Krysaos that we... that you--"
"The report, young lady," Tycon insisted.
"Um. Okay. But let's talk after, okay? Just-- okay. I..."
"Mina."
