“Nope.” Heather said with a small smile on her face. She coughed tasting blood in her mouth thankful none of it had come out. Her eyebrows creased as she watched what Ebisu was doing wondering what it was all for when he took out his sword. The blade in the outlet she knew exactly what he was up to. Before she could tell him not to do that she felt the handle touch her and draw out the electricity. She closed her eyes trying to force it back but it was too much.<br/><br/>The ship slowed, she could feel it and she grumbled under her breath when it was all over. She had just enough energy to hold out a hand and give her friend another nasty shock and said, “Yes, that’s exactly what I didn’t want to happen. Ijemaru’s going to have a field day with this. I’m sure he’s going to give both of us a headache once it is all over.” She said grabbing the sword and slipping it into the long leather jacket she’d brought with her hiding it pretty well as the crewmen ran toward them. “You’re lucky I have a holder in this thing.” She muttered under her breath as she adjusted the sword just a bit to make it more comfortable.<br/><br/>She shut the thing when she slowly stood up and stomped on it once closing it easily. They were always easier to close than they were to open. Her breathing had yet to normalize and she still felt sick but she was at least touchable and standing. “You do the talking, you’re the one with the silver tongue.” A sideways glance she gave him a small smile and a wink. “And thank you despite all the hassle it will cause; I really appreciate what you did.”