Whoaaa there, my sweet hunny! What's all this about?

[ he calls out to her from a distance, not wanting to get in the way of her anger squabble with the crab. initially, he'd been drawn this way by the all the commotion and swearing -- but, man, was this girl a beauty. all legs and long, white hair ... he could stare at her for hours. ]

It didn't hurt you, did it? Y'know, I can't stand to see such a beautiful woman hurt by an ugly little thing like that. Is there anything I can do to help?

[ was she trying to take its knife? he has no clue! but he's not about to offer her the one strapped to his waist either. ]