Saying nothing, Katja would take the key. Her focus for the time being was pretty simple. She wanted her gun and necklace back and in all fairness that was her driving force right now. Revenge could wait, though her divine judgment would be felt shipwide when it came time. This was clearly not the time for her to take on the world. It would only see her cast overboard or worse.<br/><br/>For now, the poor excuse for clothing that was what she were wearing the night before would have to do. At least it would leave little to the imagination and in all fairness that might work to her advantage or simply see her raped constantly. It was certainly not clothing befitting a pirate queen, and barely even clothing at all. All delusions of grandeur aside, at least now Katja could set about her duties as menial as they were. It would likely help that she was equally quick as she was strong. Hopefully she would not end up being too good at her task, the last thing she wanted to do right now was stick out one way or the other.