['Fucking terrifying.' What an... expressive description. Rhea has, undoubtedly, been around a variety of people. Those with elegant tongues. Those without. Whatever her true feelings on such informal language, she remains at peace on the exterior. As if to imply that so very little can touch her.]

You must have quite a history with the ocean to feel so strongly about it. [A personal history, perhaps. A fear...? Rhea declines from prying too deeply into it. After all, Rosalina has been kind enough to provide an answer. She finds her attention turning back into the direction of the route opposite the docks. Perhaps that is the way to go then.] I appreciate your input. I remain undecided, yet I suppose I have no real preferences either way. To me, they are both foreign directions in a foreign world. I suspect my travelling will be much the same, regardless of which path I take.