Tartara Seabreeze
Fi smiled, the issue of her lost family entirely forgotten. "Sweet!" She tried not to squeal in joy. Someone to go enjoy the waves with her! "I cannot wait for the weather to get warm enough to go surfing!" The femme clapped, excited. She was far happier thinking of the potential for surfing than anything else that might have been occurring.
"I think you're gonna love it! It's so much fun to be out there on the waves, trusting the board to carry you all the way back in to the shore." Oh the sheer passion she felt over just the one subject. There was, of course, other things she put that much passion into. Like clothing. "Ooooh, you would look good with something to swim in..."