[ She narrows her eyes slightly--not in anger, but in thought. What is his angle, exactly? Is he truly so unconcerned about the repercussions he doesn't mind sharing these sorts of plans willy-nilly? Or does he also feel that sort of kinship with other nonhumans, or perhaps anyone who has escaped Thorne?

And what is her responsibility, now that she knows? Pirates will be pirates no matter their position on the lawfulness scale and she isn't under the sort of delusion that she can nor should resolve their conflicts, no matter those she has made friends and allies of. They have their own code and can certainly defend themselves, though this Elezen man is showing his confidence in his nonchalance, isn't he? ]

No, I suppose not.

[ Himeka sizes him up, from the toes of his shoes all the way to the pointy tips of his ears. She raises a single brow. ]

We'll have to see if that's good or not. But then again, neither am I.

[ There's a swish of her tail at that. ]

I'd heard it wasn't as...put together as the town here. But falling apart?

[ Does this mean they're in need of...crafters? Now if only she had actually learned something other than cooking, she would be golden. ]