She was here for the drinking. After the ... abrasive... meeting with Loki, a drink was needed. Maybe several; Amaterasu had yet to decide. Her brother's invitation had perfect timing, and, without an interaction such as the one she'd had the day prior, it was likely that she'd have turned Susa-no-O down. Flat.
The boat was nice, and the company wasn't bad. Uzume was likeable, even to Amaterasu.
And...okay. Who invited the naked guy with the golden ship? A dark eyebrow rose as she saw it arrive, saw the naked guy (god, she realized with an inward groan) approaching. Her brother invited him. Right?
"I don't remember," she half-purred, "signing up for full-frontal stupidity."
Amaterasu tilted her glass of wine back and took a gulp of it, walking with curiosity to the edge of the deck closest to the approaching... weirdo.