Noelani watched the two winged women going at it, trying to get a feel for the various personalities at play around her. Toshiro - well meaning, but a little dense bossman. Lyshana - overachieving bio-scientist. And now this Agrael - the ship's resident sexpot, obviously, and apparently a mom on top of it! Though she looked between the two again, sensing the tension between rivals who apparently had some kind of class difference. It wasn't entirely unlike her planet, with the deep citystate dwellers put down all the time by those near the surface. Toshiro's desire for equality was really refreshing to hear, and she smiled as a result. Among the athletes that risked the storms for a thrill, it didn't matter where you came from - only how well you glided when the sail hit the wind.
As Lyshana spoke directly of more fun toys for her watery friend, the Azorean put a hand on her hip and giggled slightly in excitement, glad at the change of tone. "Wow, you're just full of ideas, Lyshana. A new wetsuit sounds totally boss." Turning to regard the winged woman spoken of as a courtesan, she gave a wave of her hands, the webbing between the fingers having conveniently retracted now that she was out of the water. Nifty, that. "A nice bit of relaxing isn't so bad either, though. I haven't had a good massage in ages, and I can't say I've had one from a child of Areeka... well, ever. Being the new jack on the interstellar beach, there's a boatload of things that are new to me. Agrael, was it?"