Medea canted her head, watching him down his drink almost in one go. Half of it gone now, she couldn't help but smile. "Sailing can be fun. Salt sea air in your hair on a bright sunny day," she said dreamily. She remembered much of those days, when she helped the Argonauts in their adventures. When she'd left her home to help him on his journey.
"Other than meet handsome strangers with cute accents at pubs?" she corrected. She decidedly took a sip at that moment to let her words sink in. "I mostly just work. My boss is quite demanding," she said nonchalantly. "You're a very nice distraction from that."