She waved her goodbyes to Rufus, heading out with Estella and the part for the airship. She wasn't really worried about anything happening to them. Nothing ever really had before, it was unlikely to do so now. But she wouldn't turn down the company either.

"I can take care of myself too," she chuckled. "My dad taught me how to fight and he's teaching me how to fence now. Can't be unprepared when you end up at the docks a lot at night." She shrugged a little bit, lips pursed slightly. It wasn't that she'd ever really had to defend herself, but her father felt better with her knowing. "Besides," she went on, slipping a knife out of somewhere, she smiled up at Estella, "I'm armed too."

Laughing, she shook her head a little bit. "I'm an only child, actually," she smiled. "My parents were very young when they had me, and my mother never really met anyone else after I was born and my father has been a lot more cautious. I mean, I suppose there might be another sibling somewhere, but it's really unlikely. At the very least, I was raised like an only child.”