Kali happily accepted the tack bread (as meager of a meal as it actually was), and began to quietly eat. She was used to eating lite as a form a training, but her . . . body shape sort-of necessitated a certain amount of food, especially after a hard day's work. She didn't have much to say about the subject of musical instruments, magical or otherwise, but at Athoros' talking about the pirates she nodded.<br/><br/><strong>"Indeed. If he's not sharing information with the majority of his crew about the destination, it means that we're heading into a situation that is dangerous, or chasing down a rumor of treasure or some such nonsense. It will end badly, but I can only hope that he has been paying HER the appropriate prayers. I have no doubt that I can survive just about any problem we run into, but if the seas themselves turn against us, we're rightly doomed."</strong><br/><br/>Anyone who'd ever been on the coast or worked on a ship in the past like Kali would know who she was referring to. There was a reason she was called The Bitch Queen.