Rina felt the rush of air as the scimitar moved. Pushing up weakly and looked at the man. "Wasn't trying to stow away. Was trying to rest before I ran some more. Just meant a few minutes of sleep." She spoke audibly but soft enough it would not be TOO easy to tell he was really a she. She dragged herself to a sitting position. Looking at both weapons warily. Damn. Luck really was kinda screwed at the moment. Making a face that only the lips of which could be seen. Thankfully they were shadowed as the lips were soft like the flesh hidden by the clothes. "Crew sounds like a more pleasant option." 'He' said as he looked at him. Scotting back and pulled down the hat a bit more. The soft hand had mild callouses. "Where am I anyways?" She asked. He thought her a him...that was good. Otherwise she'd have to fight. She hated fighting unless she had to. "Can I have some food? Haven't eaten in days." The words somewhat mumbled. Trying to keep him from realizing she was a she not a he.