Penelope smiled again and shrugged, "It's been pleasant. Not very adventurous apart from when we dock and explore the islands." Penelope had been used to staying put. She was the woman who had waited twenty years for her beloved husband, absolutely certain she would see him again. Over the years she had endured losing him and regaining him, a seemingly never-ending cycle. She wondered if they would ever be together for good.
"Oh? I used to live here, a long time ago. It's been ages since I've visited," she said, smiling again. She did enjoy finding others who had been to Greece. Many of them knew about the lands, the seas. It gave her something to talk about with others. It allowed her reminisce without revealing too much.