"Honored," she replied with a chuckle. When Emiyn leaned back against her, Yokka couldn't help how her body echoed the relaxed energy with a subtle kiss into Emiyn's hair. "Definitely. It would be a disaster being out there in this mess. We'd be getting tossed all over the place." A shiver along her back briefly disturbed her relaxed posture at the idea, but she let out a breath and let the warmth of her partner's presence sooth her.
A smirk quirked her lips and she shook her head. "I might have one or two more shanty's in me. Just needed a breather is all." Her brow rose at the mention of their cocky crewmate and she let out a snort of a laugh. "Ah, don't you worry about him. He's looking one mug away from passing out, and then I'll be able to show all of them who the shanty queen around here is." Though not the best singer, Yokka certainly wasn't bad at it either.
Yokka sang softly and playfully, and poked one finger against Emiyn's cheek. "
Can yeh spot the siren, see ya lads, off in the sea? Singin' up those sinful chords, she'll lead ya in the deep."