Tyra made her way out of the bar. Screw that, it could all go to hell if it wanted to. She wanted some adventure. Maybe at first she'd hightailed it out of town with no idea how to make a name for herself, but maybe this would be the best way to do it. "Hey! Captain Levi!" she called. "Got any more room for me on this ship of yours? I know I don't look like much, but I'll handle whatever you throw at me." She sounded more confident than she felt, but too late to take her words back now.