Still all smiles as the little ott was all ecstatic and jumping around he couldn't help from licking his lips at the mention of the food that would be offered tonight. The fish was common eats for him from his time on the ship but greens would be a rare and happily eaten treat for him. As the little one wriggled away with the soap Tul ahed a bit as he looked down at his clothes and fur. A bath may be helpful for himself as well as a lot of saltwater had seeped deep into his fur and clothes - he probably smelt terrible to this nice Otters. Rubbing the back of his neck as he considered this he looked up when the Marm moved over to him and seem to be introducing herself. Going back to a smile Tul bowed his head a bit before replying.
"Nic' ta' Me't ta' Mii. I T'lian Sa'lm. T'was ta ma'p mak'r n' navig't'r on ta' old ship. Saw'y 'bout ma' state. If'n ya' dun't mind I'l wash in ta' rivar befo'e Dinnar. T'ankie ag'in fer ta' fud n' not ch'asin mi' off."