His words play around in her mind, heading more the direction of a wealthy benefactor than the existential price of stronger Ancients to roam and fuel the economy. Money and power make sense to her, but the whole 'generational growth' thing is still foreign. Shifting her cloak, she shrugs her shoulders again. As long as she isn't the one who has to pay for it, Thal won't let it concern her.
While Asta lays out options, she takes another sip of her hot chocolate, relaxing into the way he doesn't push or ask questions. The nickname doesn't even set her bristling like it used to, and she nods along with his list of recommendations. "Close to Jack Tarr would probably be good, but not too close. I want my crew to be able to find me, but not come crash at my place, you know?" There's a small chuckle, imagining her crew showing up drunk at her doorstep. As much as she loves her sailors, the whole point of being on her own is to be alone. That'd be a hard lesson for them to learn if she was right next door. Tilting her head, she adds, "I haven't been to Levinsward, but maybe I'll check it out. Would the lightning be a problem?" Not that she needs 'safe,' but she'd like to be able to leave her home without worrying about getting electrocuted.
At the mention of the Dusklight, she raises an eyebrow. She hadn't known he lived there, but it feels awfully similar to her own situation on The Marauder. Every time she steps out of her quarters, she's bombarded with work and questions. It's not necessarily her ideal living situation. Flicking her tail curiously, she voices her thoughts in a smooth sing-song voice, "Really? I wouldn't have expected that."
While Asta lays out options, she takes another sip of her hot chocolate, relaxing into the way he doesn't push or ask questions. The nickname doesn't even set her bristling like it used to, and she nods along with his list of recommendations. "Close to Jack Tarr would probably be good, but not too close. I want my crew to be able to find me, but not come crash at my place, you know?" There's a small chuckle, imagining her crew showing up drunk at her doorstep. As much as she loves her sailors, the whole point of being on her own is to be alone. That'd be a hard lesson for them to learn if she was right next door. Tilting her head, she adds, "I haven't been to Levinsward, but maybe I'll check it out. Would the lightning be a problem?" Not that she needs 'safe,' but she'd like to be able to leave her home without worrying about getting electrocuted.
At the mention of the Dusklight, she raises an eyebrow. She hadn't known he lived there, but it feels awfully similar to her own situation on The Marauder. Every time she steps out of her quarters, she's bombarded with work and questions. It's not necessarily her ideal living situation. Flicking her tail curiously, she voices her thoughts in a smooth sing-song voice, "Really? I wouldn't have expected that."
thalassa
so don't waste the time i don't have
