His compliment earned him a cocky smirk. The sea breeze played havoc on her hair and she brushed it back with impatient fingertips as he talked of teams. Silently she conceded he was right. If a small group work together they would be far more successful then the same small group working in disjointed harmony for the same goal.<br/><br/>She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as he asked how long she'd been doing this. It took her a few moments to answer, not out of hesitation but because she needed to count. She'd never known her real age she guessed about 22 but it was a guess. Thinking backwards she guessed herself to be around 13 when she snuck aboard the Sea Hawk so after a moment had her answer "Eight or nine years." She said easily.<br/><br/>Her gaze traveled over him in a quick assessing manner, "My guess is you've never been out to open sea before." She said with a half smile, "But your obviously used to crime and danger." She tapped her fingertip against her lips as she though. He wasn't a pirate though he looked the part, generally too big to be a thief. Wasn't charming enough to be a swindler. "I'd guess some sort of robber, highway man maybe or a window break. Maybe even hired muscle but you don't seem enough of a take orders type for that." She said a spark of interest in her gaze, "Am I close?" She asked a teasing quality to her soft voice.