Laura took in every little gesture and the pieces of slang. She'd never been that good with slang, but perhaps it wasn't too late to start. Besides, she figured, pirate slang was way more fun than your garden variety American slang. The wind carried them closer and closer to the smaller ship, Laura's grip in the holographic wheel tightened with anticipation - she noted her heartbeat's slight increase. Being a leader wasn't something she was that accustomed to, though she had grown into the role in simply being one of the senior X-Men, but...perhaps that was why this sort of simulation could help her training. It's true, she was gifted with a mind for war and strategy - gifted being a very strong word in that scenario - but she always felt more comfortable receiving orders. Understandably so, she thought to herself. This little pirate simulation could help her gain some manner of confidence in leading, a pensive smile drew across her lips around the same time Sarah mentioned flashing the holographs. "Hrm..." She thought to herself, looking down at her own set for a moment before looking back at Sarah, "If they did not pause for your breasts, they certainly would not pause for mine." She pondered what a breast-noticing algorithm may even begin to look like in coding before tilting her head, somewhat lost in thought. This lead to a brief inner-discussion about the potential merits of breasts in combat and assassination in general before leading her to another question. "Sarah, why do you dress in such a way if it does not hold a tactical advantage?" Her voice was free of judgment and filled with genuine curiosity. Who was she to tell the woman what she should and shouldn't wear? Besides Sarah was obviously comfortable enough with herself and, truly, didn't seem to be embarrassed by Laura seeing her 'hanging out'. There wasn't anything to be embarrassed about anyway, X thought to herself as she began the first part of her little plan - coming around on the starboard side of the other ship before swinging around.