"It's down to the captain's orders," Alois shrugs, evading her question. He noted she seemed to be getting better, a bit of color returning to her face. "If you prove yourself useful, he may decide having you around would be a better idea. Or whatever you can come up with. He seems vague on what your purpose here is. Whatever." He shrugged again, "He hasn't dealt with your kind before, trading humans or animals. But maybe he already has a buyer somewhere, though I can't imagine who would." He does realize he was giving out more information than needed, but to his mind, it did not matter. The words came easily and it has been some time since he had sat down with someone and spoke to them as opposed to hollering above the din on the deck.<br/><br/>"Tell me about London. I hear all sorts of things, from those who actually have been there. Not all of them have been pleasant stories." he mimed the use of a flip knife. Being away from civilization was better, there were less variables, and on a ship, everyone was working together. At least most of the time. He was not interested in hearing about her, after all, the world revolved around him in his simple mind.