Rotating sharks? Well, now she's heard of everything! The punching them bit sounds familiar, though...probably some sailor back home she overheard, she guesses.

Right. She's a little nervous, but, with a deep breath and digging deep into the battlereadiness she brings up, she steadies the rogue jitters, if not the excitement she feels overall. They'll be fine. Googles, check. Wishblade fastened on her back (no shield, that'd make swimming hard), check. And while she's a regular chatterbox compared to Link, gestures are no stranger to her, especially now. Coming up alongside the men, she nods, her face mostly neutral but for her eyes practically dancing with anticipation.