Ceres sighed, the naive-like glitter in her eyes disappearing quickly, and making place for a strong, but calm stare. Her 'oh no I'm just a young girl' act wasn't working. Not because he wasn't buying it, but because he didn't have the luxury to care. Now that she actually took a good look at him though, that wasn't a surprise any more. He looked like he had been chained to that wall for months. "You're not biting, and you're obviously not from the government so I'll cut the act. I'm not interested in becoming rich, and as much as it sucks for you to be here, I don't see a reason to help you either."

As she finished speaking, her hands liquefied and turn into water. The cuffs just dropped through her wrists and onto the ground as if they weren't even there any more. Then a moment later they were back to normal again. To anyone knowing about their existence, it was clear she had eaten a devil fruit. "I have heard of you though. Even seen you in the newspapers about a year ago. Even now I still hear the name "The Demon Priest" every now and then. Oh, that's the nickname some people decided to give you, by the way." Ceres didn't need to tell him about this, of course. But as a fellow pirate she knew full well that not being forgotten, keeping your image, was important. And she had been around for long enough now to at least know who he was. "But I'm off. I don't want to be here when some guard decides he wants to 'check up on me'." Men had tried to take advantage of her gender quite often already. Though instead, she had taken advantage of them. And this time was no different to her.

(Didn't explain this before, but the currency works like this: 1 copper = 1 cent, 1 silver / 100 copper = 1 dollar, 100 silver is 1 gold.)