"Whales?" She repeats, absolutely incredulous. "I've only heard of such a creature from drunken pirate tales. Surely they aren't large enough to live in."

Or maybe they are, what does she know? You won't catch this cat on a boat, if she can help it. The rest sounds really unfamiliar, so she bites back the question in favor of tackling the obstacle in front of them.

"Mmmm," Her ears flatten against her skull. Mo'rtajha doesn't look very convinced, but her grip on jack is strong, and finally she gives a quick nod. "You have the lead, Jack."