[Fingers suddenly in her mouth gains him a vicious bite with her blunt human teeth and an affronted glare as she jerks away from him and scrambles deftly up unto her boat to glare down at him.]

What do you mean the 'love of my life'!? I've never met you before!

[She huffs in annoyance as she grabs one of her oars.]

Fine, if it will stop you trying to grab me, here. There's nothing special about my shoulders.

[She twists around to show him her left shoulder with a very familiar tattoo and then the other blank shoulder... or mostly blank. There's definitely a certain mostly healed and slightly tender shark bite on her shoulder. The very same bite he might have given Rip a few days ago during certain activities of theirs.]

See!? I've had the tattoo for ages and the bite was from an incident months ago.