[ A dark look flashes across her face. She thinks about yelling at him for giving up on their goal at the first chance he was given, but... it's not like there was immediately an opportunity to leave. Kind of hard to prove a point when there aren't any other options.

That doesn't mean the thought doesn't linger, though. ]

Please. As if I'd ever go on anything romantic with you. [ She pushes one of those stupid fucking hat flaps back over her shoulder, smirking. ] Unless one of those things they described involves pushing you overboard.

[ how's the kraken's sense of smell, i wonder..... ]