Codi smirks in obvious amusement. She's needlessly formal...too conditioned for one life and not conditioned at all for this one. Not that Codi's any better--she's been on the ocean a grand total of once, and even then she could still see the coastline at their furthest point. But Amika didn't need to know that.

"'Frowe' is an interesting name," she giggles, holding out a hand (both as a greeting and to steady her less-than-sure-footed companion), "but most people call me Codi. What should I call you?"