Mephisto would reply. "Now Anya you know i dont hold with others mistreating my crew." He pats her shoulder. "Now after we drop those passengers on Bastion where should we head to unload the lyrium? Muster and Brigs will shoot us on sight after last time." Heads over and double checks everything. His eyes roaming over the wide space of the cargo deck lovingly. Taking in every detail of ship, cargo, and crew. "And once we drop the goods whats next Anya? With the take from the lyrium we should be able to do a complete overhaul. But that wnt cover much else. Have to keep u people fed or I wont have a crew." Leans against the bulkhead and raises hazel eyes to Anya's. The humor and vitality brimming in them.