Faar could sense that Flame was nervous, or at least uneasy, and she stood up, coming up to her and putting a hand on her shoulder as moral support, standing a bit back and watching.<br/><br/>As for what the men actually said, who would be captain and what not, she didn't really care much. She'd do as told, as long as it got her to see new places, fight new creatures, and then she'd leave.<br/>