She couldn't see it,  but Valspan's lips would curl in a smile,  "Lonely? Never. My meals are all the company I need. We converse about all manner of things in the weeks and months I keep them around."  He chuckled,<br/>but answered her question properly, "I've never felt any particular attachment to others. My quest was well received by my brethren when I suggested it, so I have no reason to regret leaving."<br/><br/>He had a thought to press her further on her future plans, but it was true that not everyone was as motivated to complete a task as he was,  or how Sin and the others were to reclaim their stolen ship.  Some lived life by the cards they were dealt everyday,  as if he didn't.<br/><br/>He reached out and pulled a bucket of freshwater towards himself, sipping from it slowly,  or more accurately,  pouring it into his stomach for his meals to drink from,  using his vines to guide three trickles of water into their mouths.<br/><br/>"Apologies,  they needed some water,  probably why they were being so excitable."  He finally commented when he finished,  "Still,  I'm surprised you're so willing to accompany us.  Most would be more cautious of people who tried to devour them,  or who are admittedly murderous pirates.  Just getting a new house seems a small reward for risking your life as you have already, and likely will again before this journey is finished. I feel compelled to highlight the fact that if you are given a home in 'Prince' Seydon's Kingdom,  all of the residents are sharks.  Shark people to be specific, but based on my brief visit, there are not many souls as 'accommodating' there as he is." He didn't outright say it, but Valspan very seriously doubted Seydon could guarantee the little mouse's safety in Atlantis, even if he wasn't an outcast.