Tiffaney was unaware that someone wanted to serve her. Leanna had badgered her relentlessly making it clear what she wanted, but Tiffaney lacked a certain subtlety in these matters that wasn't necessary compatible for understanding and reading others.
Dense wasn't the right word as her own experience gave her a decent amount of empathy, but she certainly couldn't tell what others were thinking.
"Sleep alright?" Tiffaney asked her guest as they approached the island they were visiting. Three days total had been spent, and sleeping on solid ground had a large appeal for both children. Sir Octave and the others established a watch rotation and handled the matter of pulling into their berthing and delt with port authorities. The two girls departed alone, stopping by one of the hotels to reserve rooms and do some reconnaissance.
