Ceres shrugged. She wasn't too concerned about what the captain thought about the outcome of their little match. He was right about one thing though. She didn't think of him as worthy of the title 'pirate lord'. Not in these times. It was his bad luck that he had been captured just as a new era was starting. Or maybe it was his luck that he was given a second chance? Many a pirate that was captured was just executed these days. Or sent to the prison that could only be described as hell. Or so the rumours said, as only one person had ever escaped from that place. Still, she did see the potential in him to become a lord once again. Octavius would no doubt start climbing to the top very quickly again. Combined with her knowledge of this new era it should go even faster. So even if the man would rather feed her to the sharks if he could, she planned to stick with him. Firstly so that she could travel the grand line much faster than anticipated, and secondly to see how far this man could go. There was a lot more to the grand line than just adventure, after all. Treasure, dangerous islands, other strong pirates, strong marines, and of course even more treasure. There was once a pirate that returned, half his crew dead and the rest wounded. Even their ship was barely still floating. A single man had defeated them all. Yet even they had managed to come back with enough to buy themselves a new ship.

One thing did irk her quite a bit though. Her pride as a cook was getting a little hurt now, considering how Octavius didn't even look at her food. He was distrusting of her, she got that. But the one thing she would always be completely honest about was her cooking. And she would never go so low as to poison anyone with her food. No real cook would treat their food that way. It was night though, so the girl didn't want to bother with that topic for now. Without saying a word she headed for the sad excuse of a kitchen the ship had. At least there was plenty of storage space for supplies. And since she was wide awake, if a little hung over, Ceres might as well start on organizing the place. [i]"Which reminds me, I'm going to ban raiding this part of the galley. Like hell I'm letting those pigs touch my ingredients. I'll teach them what real food tastes like."[/i] She thought to herself as she started opening one of her crates. She didn't care about the rest of the galley, with more common items like bread, cheese, ale and fruit stored in it, though. [i]"A few locks should do the trick as well.[/i] She then though, smiling slightly. And good locks they would be, even if a skilled burglar like her could still open them if they really wanted.