Kisara waved a hand at Balam as she crossed the deck. "As you say. I'll chat with the Captain."<br/><br/>She knocked peremptorily on the door to Lilan's cabin and walked in without waiting for a response. "Good day to you, Captain. I hope you're feeling better." Slipping into a chair next to the bed where the injured woman was reclining - and looking fairly surly, whether from the unplanned intrusion or the forced bedrest, Kisara wouldn't hazard a guess.<br/><br/>"I wanted to have a talk with you about our end destination, and suitable recompense for the added passengers." The silver-haired woman hesitated for a moment. "You know I don't have any jade to give towards it - I spent all I had to barter passage for myself." Not entirely true, she'd lied. But that was the way things were done; you never told them you had as much as you did. "And I don't suppose the people we saved will have a great deal of funds on them. It might," she said, turning a little to her point, "be more to your advantage to take them back to where they came from, and see what they or their town can scrape up, as far as swag or jade."