Upon receiving the confirmation from the captain, Ayril nodded, quickly making her way towards the storage. While it took her a bit, she eventually returned to the surface of the ship, a full wallet dangling from the hem of her pants. [color=82ca9d]“Oh, you’re coming, Light? Ehh…”[/color] Tinges of a frown danced in her features. [color=82ca9d]“I suppose that just means we can haul more food back.”[/color] With a firm bob of her head, the cutlass user began forward once more.

[color=82ca9d]“I wonder if those pirates were still on their way over here…”[/color] With a hop, Ayril officially stepped on Logue Town foundation. Her hands found her sides, and she walked forward, fully expecting Light to be walking behind. [color=82ca9d]“Food… food…”[/color]