Barney's Links
“Well, small fry, from one seadweller to another…good luck,”
“Much appreciated, old man.”
"I've seen a lot on me days out at sea, lass. Don't be too surprised."
"S-smells like saltwater...and blood..."
“Kids these days are certainly…something.”
"Hey, Geezer, put down the violin and face me like a man!"
“Finally, someone who respects my craft. Would ye like to play with me, boy?”
"Oh, you play violin? Me too!"
*Points at her and slides finger across throat*
“Oafish fools like you…I normally eat ‘em for breakfast!”
"Suppose so, small fry, suppose so."
"Do you think that in some strange way, we're a bit similar, sir?"
"...Take my ma's name out of yer mouth."
"Have you heard from your mother as of late? Perhaps you should check on her. J̴u̷s̵t̸ ̸i̴n̸ ̷c̸a̴s̷e̶.̷"
“Yer a real unruly one, aren’t ye? You won’t be so smug once I drop you into the sea, lad.”
"Woah, what's got your tail in a twist, huh?"
“Oh, ye used to know that red-haired lass? Explains a lot.”
"Huh- What's that supposed to mean-!?"