[ The praise brings a smile to her face—and a bit of a blush too, not that it's noticeable past the pale tint of seasickness. ]

No way, I bet anyone with eyes would've said the same thing. You've gotta tell me how you get your hair so sleek and shiny once we get off this dumb boat.

[ Not even a proper bath on the entirety of this ship...never mind pirates, that's the true terror here! But anyway. She clambers back up to her feet (because it's rude to keep sitting while he stands), expression turning uncertain. ]

Are you here about the [ ... ] blood stuff?