Vivienne felt offended at his words, but she didn't let the words deter her. And she covered that with a charming smile. She was a natural at concealing the most powerful of her emotions, and almost like every pirate [i]captain[/i], it wasn't proper for a pirate to get seasick, become sad, or even show a bit of anger. It just wasn't right. She stayed quiet, and watched the blacksmith quickly leave. [i]Well, I tried to help[/i], she thought with a shrug before quickly going back to picking the lock upon the door, praying that at any moment, it would click and she would be home-free!

"Come on...come on", the brunette mumbled, trying to concentrate on getting the lock to release itself. Just a little more and.... there was that opening of the prison entrance again. She, once again, laid on the ground, acting unconcerned. Hearing that very naive man come back to her again, a question began to bug her. "Before I answer that, answer this: why so desperate to retrieve that girl?", she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Who is she to you?", it was a curious question, and all she needed was a reason. Plus, she needed to know. "What's your name?", she then asked, finding herself staring.