After he finished talking, he put away the amulet, making a mental note to refill it soon since he was short. He chuckled at her light punch and her comment, smiling as she shook his hand.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Alright then. You'd better get used to being called that though, NINJA, at least until I can think of something a little more clever."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>He smiled at that, saying "Very well, sounds good to me. And I know, it IS a beautiful craft, just looks like it's gone through a rough time more then once is all." He nodded when she mentioned the riskiness of the trip and the low chances of the map being real, let alone Avalon still existing, but something in him stayed determined. "Yes, perhaps Avalon no longer exists and the map is fake and it's a long, not so comfortable trip, but it'll be one heck of a journey there, and I really don't mind the ship at all, much better then walking everywhere, and more comfortable then sleeping on dirt, and I can still see the stars from the ship, so long as there isn't too many clouds."<br/><br/>He looked at her then, and saw the seriousness in her face and voice, replying to her "Luckily with my job, I can easily get back into it, someone ALWAYS needs to be killed or protected or the like, so my job is fairly secure, as well as I'm one of the best in the trade. And even if I get nothing, I'll get plenty from the trip. So, yes, I would like to follow through with the trip, if you'll have me that is."<br/><br/>He heard the mechanic, Jeravous, shouting for them and waited patiently as he approached and she talked to him from a distance. When she turned and offered her hand, he winked, taking her hand, and saying as she pulled him up, "If you're buying, then I'm drinking." He chuckled and started to walk with her as the man, Goggles as she had nicknamed him, caught up with them. He eyed this man up and down while barely moving his eyes, getting a good look at him this time. He was an interesting man, looked like he had a permanent layer of grease as a set of his skin, definitely the mechanical type, and that small, metallic spider, that was intriguing to see, but he decided to not ask about it for now, letting them talk some.