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Staring at him a moment, she caught him make eye contact with her and knew he was engaged to what she was saying. "You don't have to keep an eye on the crew. I'm not, savvy." She reasoned with a smirk and then leaned against the post beside her, staring out at the water with him with one of her signature smirks. "Stock up. Food, supplies, drink. The usual. Mayhaps I'll get some more disguises." Disguises as in a dress. She wore them on certain occasions, when she was trying to get some undercover information or sneak into an enemy vessel. It was always something ill-advised yet she pulled through usually. Even in towns that shook a finger on pirates, she could easily dress up as a woman squeak by and get her usual things done. It was a handy thing to have under her belt.

Reaching for her metal flask on her hip, she quickly unscrewed it and took a swig. It kept her spirits high and her moods higher. It was hard work being on a ship with a bunch of men. She remembered once that she was sleeping a new recruit tried to rape her in her quarters. Krell saved her life.