If there was one positive from this encounter, it was that Arya had found herself delightfully entertained by her new friend. He wasn't quite like anyone she had ever met before, and she, despite being introverted, had met a lot of people through her work, schooling, and simple travels to Scotland to visit her extended family. His boisterous laughter and antics were contagious, perhaps that was sickening to some people but to Arya she found it to be an endearing quality. Any hesitation she had felt about her sudden burst of marine life knowledge was quickly washed away by a humorous response from her new companion. She giggled lightly through their mental connection, she hadn't thought of it that way but she supposed he was right. His comment about her being a smart ducky though see's a small wave of embarrassment roll through her, those amber eyes darting away in sudden shyness. "Oh...yeah sorry," she murmured, one short flipper stretching to scratch as her head in a bashful manner, "I work at the local aquarium and have a degree in marine biology, so sometimes I can get carried away." Perhaps she was throwing herself under the bus with a statement like that, but it was the truth. There was nothing the girl was more passionate about than marine biology, and whenever an opportunity arose to speak about it or educate, she simply couldn't stop the wave of information that left her, no matter how embarrassing it was.

However despite her book smarts, Arya was far from smart in all aspects of life. One of those being media. While she had read a great many books in her leisure time, the WereSeal was not well versed tv shows and movies, and especially out of the loop for what was popular or not. Zach's sudden insistence that she shared a name with a character in a popular series called 'Game of Thrones' see's her tilting her head in curiosity. She'd heard this statement before from her coworkers at the aquarium, but she hadn't really put but much thought into it until now. The WereOrca's sudden reassurement that this fictional Arya was indeed awesome was relieving to hear, though she was stunned to then be told she was nicer and far less likely to murder him. Amber eyes blinked curiously, her head tilting to one side from the other as she pondered whether to take that statement as a compliment or not. "I don't think I could murder anyone," she hummed, both in amuesment and in thought while she looked down at her tiny little flippers. There were claws there...but they were far from dangerous and the teeth in her mouth were sharp but not exactly deadly to anything outside of fish. Then of course there was her power, empathy could only really make someone feel bad while they beat her up. Even in her human form she was...small and weak. Truthfully this Arya was rather helpless, unlike her fictional counterpart apparently.

However the topic swiftly shifts from one of the fictional world to Zach's very real reality. She listens intently then as he tells her about his life, about living in the ocean nearly full time with his pod. She was nothing but intrigued by this, it even seemed to sparkle in her warm dark eyes as she listened. It was so strange how differently they had grown up. Despite still being marine mammal Weres, Arya still very much lived her life almost entirely on land while Zach had lived his life almost entirely in the sea. He reassures her that his life wasn't so bad, and that they followed their animal instincts, but this does not exactly warm her to the idea. She laughs lightly, "I suppose it's easier when you're the ocean's top predator." The statement wasn't meant as a dig at his lifestyle or even him, more just a reality. If she tried, she too could probably let her humanity go far enough for her animal instincts to kick in and for her to live her life out in the wild...but it was far more dangerous for seals than killer whales. "It's really fascinating. We're both marine mammal Weres and so our existence is centered around the ocean in some way, yet we both live very different lives," she hummed her thoughts aloud for him to hear.

Despite barely knowing him, it felt wrong for Arya to abandon him here, to spend his days drifting along the coastline for months until his family returned. The girl was too good natured, caring too much for even strangers, but this was not a flaw but a strength and a trait that most admired in her. So she offered to buy him clothes, a way to venture on land even when she isn't around so that he may not be trapped in the ocean. What she doesn't expect is his overwhelming excitement and thankfulness over something so simple. Her small grey and spotted form flinches and naturally shifts back in order to avoid the way Zach moves his large body closer. She knew it wasn't intentional, but she was also aware that one good smack from those pectorals or hard headbutt would hurt."It's really not that big of a deal," she murmurs sheepishly, while the thanks was appreciated this was a little much and she wasn't quite sure how to handle it. However she is quick to make a mental note of the sizing he said before he zips off to another topic, where they plan to meet. She nods her head but has little time to respond before he thanks her once more and already heads off towards the cove he had just talked about.

For a moment she is stunned, perhaps suffering mild whiplash from everything that just happened. But a promise was a promise, so Arya quickly turns and swims towards shore. Once there she galumphs her chunky body up the sand, headed towards a rocky outcropping she had stashed her clothes. With a lot of effort and wiggling, she managed to climb up the rocks that seemed so steep to her, though in reality they were quite small. It wasn't exactly graceful but eventually she managed to get herself into the little hidden area she had put her clothes in the little ziplock baggie. Swiftly she shifted back into her human form and promptly wasted no time in putting clothes on before anyone got too close and caught sight of her naked form. As she stood, one hand shoved the baggie into the back pocket of her shorts while the other held on to her flip flops and phone. Carefully she traversed the rocks before she hopped back into the soft sand, slipping her flip flops on, and immediately headed up away from the coastline towards some of the small beach shops that were mostly frequented by tourists or people who forgot something important like sunscreen.

After a quick transaction, she wandered back out and the shop and towards the cove Zach had referred to. She hoped he had been patient, because it had taken her quite a bit just to change forms alone, let alone buying him a pair of flip flops, swim trunks, and a tank top. She sighed lightly, it had been a little more expensive than she had hoped for but it would be fine, she would be fine. After a short ten minute or so walk, Arya wasn't really paying attention, she started to head down the stairs that led to the cove. She froze suddenly at the sound of someone screaming, amber eyes shooting down to see a lady slapping someone before turning and running away. Her eyes narrow for a brief moment as she tries to see what happened before realizing that it was Zach that the lady had just slapped and run from...and he was naked. Her face immediately burned bright red, luckily she was too far to see much but still...he really didn't wait for her? She hurried down the remainder of the steps, sure to keep her eyes down at the sand so she didn't have to get an eyeful. She stopped a little ways away, face beat read and eyes downcast as she practically threw the bag of clothes at him. "Please put these on before that lady calls the cops," she mumbled in embarrassment. Perhaps he wouldn't recognize her physically now that she wasn't a small seal but instead a small, skinny woman with long, wavy brunette hair. Her voice, and amber eyes, which were hidden, the only features that were easily identifiable as the same Arya seal from before.