It took a moment or two for Aodha to recognize the garment and where it had come from; a grown threatening to escape his lips at the prospect of his Korthar finding out her things had been molested in her absence. He managed to keep his composure, though, if only out of sheer annoyance at the young Serilline sneaking aboard the<i>Aurora </i>without his knowledge. Having been soo preoccupied with getting the hanger doors to open while an indubitable war was raging all around him, it was at least forgivable.<br/><br/>"No shit, that much I could guess on my own." Aodha snapped back with a growl more than willing to let his frustration show. Might even help him cow the blueblood into some semblance of submission. His grip did relax a fraction or two on his pistol, however, as the Serilline didn't appear to present him any immediate threat. Were her head shaven or, at least, shorter he might reconsider such a notion; as it was now even he could tell she'd not completed her Hunt. "Oh, I'll be reimbursed alright," Aodha added with a grunt that was more his own flustered subconscious thoughts being spoken aloud.<br/><br/>"Given that the entire Throneworld is being blockaded, we are heading for the<i>Asaring Supremacy </i>in order to have this ship searched so they don't turn it into slag." Letting go a deep breath, Aodha lowered his pistol and holstered it back under his coat but he left the securing strap unlatched just in case. "You Serilline are terrible at naming ships, by the way."<br/><br/>Running a hand through his hair, Aodha tried to plan the coming boarding in his head. He'd not been dishonest with the pilot at the time; there was no cargo with mentioning and he was the only crew member. Yet, now, he had a stowaway rummaging through the cabinets of his ship looking for food, of all things. "Shit out of luck in that regard, as well. Best you're going to get is some protein bars and water. Neither of which are free."  Against his better judgment, however, Aodha motioned to one of the unremarkable looking blue boxes along the far counter. Inside were the simple blocks of single serving 'meals' that would, at the least, fill a person up for a few hours. They didn't taste the best but they were better than nothing at all.<br/><br/>Pulling out one of the seats, Aodha sat down and scratched at the stubble growing along his jawline. For all, he knew the woman was on friendly terms with the Asaring and they would be, hopefully, overjoyed to find her aboard his craft. Seeing as how she wanted to be<i>off </i>the world they were currently blockading, he found that option unlikely. There were a number of compartments he could try and stash her into, willingly or not, but he wasn't sure how long the search would take. While the Serilline was a pain in his ass he didn't exactly want to have a dead body on his hands at the end of the day, either. Not to mention there was, undoubtedly, camera footage of her climbing aboard his ship and it wouldn't take long for someone to put the two together at the end of the day.