[He gives her a sly little smile, taunting, teasing, but without a single drop of threat.]

Too soon to say that.

[His tentacle pitches the used bottle cap into her icebox, because hell if you're going to catch him littering on his own beach.]

Noriko. Cute name. Fitting.

[He takes a sip as well, tilting his head to the side amicably.]

I go by a lot of names. The Cloudbank Kraken, Bay Surveyor, That Damn Oversized Octopus That Keeps Stealing All My Wine, "Hey You"...

[He grins again.]

Most of my friends, though...they call me "Boxer".