Calypso's cheerfulness noticeably drained from her face upon listening to Rumsey's explanation. Before she could voice the concerns bubbling up into her throat she was superseded by Trix, who leapt from her shoulder to hover in the air halfway between the sorceress and the pirate.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: fuchsia">You'd book us passage on a ship captained by someone who wants you dead!</span>" The fairy's tone switched partway through what had started as a question and ended in an accusation. "<span style="color: fuchsia">Only a fool would put their life into the hands of those who want to snuff it out, we'd be as safe asking the moblins to guide us there! And all for a one way trip, even if we survived the journey we'll be stuck there!</span>" The diminutive sprite flailed her arms up in down as she continued her tirade. "<span style="color: fuchsia">And then, should we somehow return alive we'd be targetted by- hey! Let go!</span>" Calypso had by then moved up behind her companion and delicately grasped her about the waist with thumb and finger.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: blue">So, uhm, this is my friend Trix!</span>" she explained as pleasantly as possible while the fairy struggled to pry herself free. "<span style="color: blue">She's... she's just concerned with our safety, I'm sure she means no offense! Ha! Ha!</span>" It was a painfully fake laugh. "<span style="color: blue">Anyway, we'll leave you to sort out travel arrangements since you two- er, three,</span>" she nodded to the heroic monkey, "<span style="color: blue">Are more familiar with the area. I heard there was a farmer in need of some help, so I'll go talk to him, okay? Bye!</span>" She waved with her free hand, walking backward with as large a smile as she could muster and carrying the still indignant Trix along with her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>