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Both of us will have to see when we get there. As of right now, I'm not trusting anyone. [Wants to make her happy too, but. Strange world. Strange people. Trust?? what is.

He files those names away for later.] Avian...right. Hm. ...Is one of them the captain? I don't imagine crew members would be inviting without permission.

[She blinks at his corrections and could help but to smile and hover a little.] We shall see then what the goddess has decided for us to see then. I will be counting on you being distrustful on my behalf as well.

[She goes to think for a moment, trying to recall if one is the captain or not.] I think the one named Thatch is. They usually don't?

[hah; okay, that one got him] I think I can manage enough wariness between the two of us. Do me a favor and be on your guard as well, alright?

[nods in understanding] If the captain's in charge, it wouldn't make sense for just anyone to begin collecting crew mates. But what do I know, the beorc already do so many things backwards.

[She chuckles and nods her head a little.] I shall try my best to remain on my guard.

Beorcs are quite the strange race I seem to have found out with my time with them. [Okay, yes there is her seat on one of the beds. Sitting down now.] What should we do should these pirates are bad?

[Steps around the room a little, arms crossed and absently looking towards the door.]

I don't know. We'd be forced to flee, most likely. I'm good, but I can't take on an entire crew single-handed. We don't know how large their numbers are, either. [under his breath] Hopefully it wouldn't come to that.

(She watches him as he paces and thinks.)

I shall pray that we don't have to use force then. (Cause noooooo, no getting hurt Naesala! She forbids it. She goes to let out a small sigh of her own, leaning back a little.) The one of all of them we should find first is Marco and see how he is like.

[He gives her a small smile at the first comment, before he comes to a stop near her seat.]

This Marco can understand avian - but, you're sure he's no laguz? Earlier you made it seem like...well, you were the only one you knew about, before I showed up.

I am sure..... [She goes to think for a moment.] For one, it sounded like he doesn't have clans and they are called Zoans. I never met him nor saw him yet. He calls himself a phoenix and said that there is one other phoenix. But I have never met either one myself so I won't make a full judgement on them just yet. So to my knowledge there is no other here.

Hmph. Phoenix. [He sounds it out, because it sounds so much like Phoenicis. What was that about not making judgement? Wait, too late, he's made judgement.] If "zoan" are like laguz, that's something at least. Home had far too many beorc as it was.

It sounds like you don't like phoenixes. (She goes to giggle out at him.) .....

Are all laguz dying out there as well?

[well if they're anything like HAWKS just ugh frowning forever]

"As well"? [Good thing he's adept at hiding his emotions from her. Because it may be obvious he's doing that rn.] And, no...no, I didn't mean to imply that. We're just in the minority, comparatively, and the beorc think they can treat us however they'd like. As always.

[Hawks are not bad but crows are forever better in Leanne's mind.]

..... It seems like beorcs will never learn from their past..... [Pulling her legs up in order to rest her chin against her knees. And yup, forever barefoot.] Hearing that makes this world seem a lot better. [Toe wiggles.]

[Leanne's mind is clearly in the right opinion]

That depends on how beorc here react to our kind. The ones you found didn't seem to be too bad. [shrug, and then a smile] Either way, it's a good thing we're here. We can spruce the place up a bit. A world without laguz is barely one at all.

[She can't help that she is a little bias. Just a little bit.]

They weren't and they really didn't care if I was either a beorc or laguz. They only thing that they seemed to worry about were my wings. [She blinks before letting out a soft chuckle, moving her feet back on the floor so that she can stand up again.] That is true. It's our job to make sure that the beorcs here understand that.

[the best bias she could have, really]

Good. You and I will make a great team, showing these beorc how it's done. Wings and all. [a little facetiously. seriously, how do people even live day to day without wings? baffling] So. How do we go about this? Can your Nav here direct us to these pirates?

(Its all because of a certain cheater. The cheater and his old nursemaid.)

Don't you mean the best team? We will make them regret ever being mean to us. (Beats her man, its hard to wrap her brain around that concept.) Yes, this ship's Nav will take us there instantly.... It will her last time doing so. (A small sad smile as she lifts her hand to fondly pet one of the wooden beams.)

[nonsense. clearly this is absolutely 0% his fault, just like always.

Anyway, he watches her as she looks at the ship, and pauses. He doesn't understand the attachment, but...] You could always take something with you, you know. If this ship means that much to you.

[Nope, it's totally 100% his fault.

She blinks at his words and goes to shake her head.] Just give me some time. She did us good and protected us through many storms. [She blinks as she remembers something.]

Perhaps we should make one last meal on her.

[okay well there could have been weirder requests, he thinks]

If that's really what you want before we leave, I suppose there'd be no harm in it.

[Holds up one finger.]

Well, it will be a shame to let the food go to waste and who knows if the other beorcs know of my diet.

They'll have to know of it eventually. But a waste of food is never a good thing, so you've got a point. Whenever you're ready, lead the way.

[He...he really hopes there's some meat on board.]

Yes, but for now..... Lets keep them guessing. We should carry what we don't eat over to the new ship.

[Are you crazy? Do you know that Beorcs are meat eaters?! Especially male beorcs? But she is already heading towards the gallery, leading the way to the small bit of food supply.]

Whatever you say, Leanne.

[For all he knew, it could've been a ship of vegetarians. With absolutely no meat. What a nightmare that would've been.

He follows her without pause, once again amused by how enthusiastic she appears to be. It's not like he's a great cook himself but if this is what she wants to do to cope with leaving, so be it.]

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