Zephyair was led by one of the crew down below deck and shown a corner where two hammocks hung. It was mostly sectioned off by a ragged curtain. The crew man mumbled something about picky women and their privacy. It earned him a hard glare from the God and he immediately left the women alone. Up on deck, boots were stomping on deck and there were shouts, probably an argument with the captain over the new 'passengers'.<br/><br/>She turned to the other girl. "Tell me you're name so I don't have to keep referring to you as 'girl' or something along those lines. Might as well get used to me since you're going to be with me for a while and my company will always be better than theirs." She pointed over her shoulder to the retreating pirate. She finally sheathed the little dagger. "Hmm, might as well tell you that I'm Sephia." A fake name would only get her so far, but it was close enough to her true name that she would answer to it.<br/><br/>From the corner of her eye she could see the squirming siren. That explained the tail in the bag.