Koby waits patiently, well-aware how...wildly absurd the name is. He'd thought it when he was first kidnapped, he'd thought it the entire time, he still does. It's sort of nice that Garrus agrees -- though he does wonder if ducks are even a thing where he's from.

Then, calmly: "The Miss Love Duck. It's the pirate ship I was on." Which is...sort of surprising, that he was a prisoner for two years on a ship named...that. "It was pink."

Oh, this is much more interesting. Koby brightens a bit, nodding slowly. "Right, magic. You can use it without touching people? It's not...like a physical ability? Like a Devil Fruit?" A what.