Her look at that is playful, because damn right it was dull by comparison, but the slightly forced nonchalance is curious, too. Hasibe knows they don't know each other very well, despite the worryingly automatic slide into physicality, so she supposes that he's not used to how she tends to zero in on things like that.

"'Fine', huh."

Up in the rapidly-approaching distance, she can see Gallmarch. There are smaller houses pocketed by green toward one area, further away from the beach, and then the beach itself is a lengthy expanse with a port in one corner, a sandy area that's more what one imagines an actual beach to be, and a long line of houses littered along the rocks, directly next to a sandier grove. The rocky area is what interests her the most, so that's where she's headed.

"I'm a little surprised you didn't find any other trouble to get into. We'll have to do better than that next time."