The ropes unfurled, almost at the same pace as the glowing orbs appeared to light them. This caused Hana to wonder, but she did not hesitate. Her bronzeclad digits clenched around the hempen weave as she took a moment to turn back, arm outstretching in a gesture for the kobold to join her up the rope. The gesture was met with only air, as Hana glanced up to see Askia mid-flight above her head. After what could've only been a shrug, as her shoulderplates glided over each other, she turned back to the ship and hoisted herself up the side and over the edge onto the deck. 

A few moments of clanking and clunking followed as she clumsily dragged her sheathed weapons and heavily armored frame aboard. "Y'know, scaleytits," Hana said with the barest hint of strain in her voice as a heavy boot thunked onto the deck. The same thud followed after as she loungingly sat at the starboard edge of the vessel. "If yoo keep at the act, folks just might believe yoo." Her gloves clasped around her seat, reactively relieving her grip when she felt the wood bend a little underneath her grasp. 

"Hana, if yoo cared. Yerself?"

A thinly veiled threat was leveled in her and Askia's direction. Or, by the sounds of it, a pirate's promise. "Yoo've been 'round a while, 'aven't yoo?" She didn't seem the least bit fazed by the gunslinger's gesture. "Might wanna try harder, mate, assuming that was to have me shakin' in my boots."