"'Ello Mack," she said brightly before she extended a hand toward the rather sturdy looking man. She had to admit that she noticed there was a trend on the island when it came to body type. Most of them were pretty well built, muscular and all that.
She tilted her head to the side to look at his shelter, hand cupping her chin thoughtfully as she dramatically took in what he had built. "Yeah... I think it is looking pretty good. I mean, it's lacking oh, I don't know, a little flare," she said jokingly. Martha let out a small laugh, and then shook her head. "I'm kidding, it looks great. We're not here to make anything fancy," she added. "Not yet anyway."
"What are you looking to improve upon anyway? I might have some ideas," she said with a grin.