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Dymon relinquished authority to Galeon, having been up much earlier that morning and taken the responsibility of administration for the time being, "Captain at the helm." she stated to the immediate party before going to the rails, "You heard him, get the ship ready to fight and be on your guard!" she shouted out to the crew, though it wasn't harsh by any means. Harsh wasn't her style, though 'mean' could sometimes be, when someone got on her nerves, something that wasn't particularly rare.

When Nimethel voiced her concerns she addressed them before Galeon would get the chance to speak, "They're onto us anyways; That might even be why these particular ships are here. However, I do agree that the cost of engaging them might outweigh the gain we could get, if only in the lives we could potentially lose." the small woman says, addressing the captain with the second sentence, "They're just patrol ships, there's no guarantee that they'll bother us if we don't bother them and we've not got all that much to gain from fighting them."

She hated going counter to the Captain. She looked up to him more than she could really put to words for what he'd achieved but it was her job as the First Mate to let her opinion on his actions be known, so that he could better keep on the top of his game. When Jezebel came to the group of them she gave her a little nod, being someone whose opinion normally matched up with Dymon's fairly well.