Isabela, though I suppose since we are on a boat of sorts it'll be Captain Isabela if you'd like.

[And she can't help but feel a pang of nostalgia at that, because it had been so long since she could actually address herself so, literal years even. It's nice to hear it again, even if her ship is temporary in the form of the rowboat they're on, and her crew is small to the point of it being just one other person. But it still invigorates her anyway, and she just grins feeling the wind on her face.

She leans forward a bit as she paddles, spotting something questionable in the far distance. It looks almost like-]

Say, does that look like a good clearing up ahead or are my eyes deceiving me from all this green and foliage about?