[I]"Parts...?"[/I] The sound that came out of Uban could almost be called a squeak, and from a long haired, scruffy pirate missing a finger, it seemed out of place. The more Yawar talked, the more Uban's eyes widened in a steadily growing horror as he first envisioned a human woman pushing out a disembodied leg that then got collected and put in a basket like a bushel of wheat, and then pictured the pale, sickly dragon suddenly producing more and more of those [I]hands[/I] in an endless stream. He actually went pale a little. He'd been in need of more sleep, but he wasn't so sure he wanted that anymore. Needless to say, he was glad of the change in subject, and hopped onto that train of thought like it'd save his life. "Ah, yeah, we've got erm...six." In that moment, too distracted by [I]birthing parts[/I] he didn't consider six to be a small number for a ship, even for a caravel. And he'd become so used to it that he didn't think it so odd. He gestured around him. "This is literally all of us. But you probably heard the captain say we're not exactly normal blokes. The boy is worth at least three topmen since he can move between rigging so fast, and it's not like he can really fall, you know?" He looked back at the black cat to find his blue eyes still fixed on Yawar. "He's not really looking to kill you, you know. It's your glasses he's after. He's never seen them before and I'm sure you know with shifters, the eyes are what give them away. He's looking for a chance to take them. If he were a little less...uh, feral, he might have come and ask you where you got them. But he's not good with strangers and he's a far better thief than a conversationalist so...don't put those down anywhere. You'll lose 'em that way." Uban felt the need to continue conversation as best he could, mostly for his own nerves, so he said, "Hana and I were just working on some real specific grenadoes that I can light up with my uh, my lightning. I'm still kinda learning what I can do with it, but we're working with runes and I guess I can arc to stuff with runes on them?" He took one of the scribed bullets Hana had made for their small-scale experiment out of his pocket and tossed it a couple feet in the air. When he did, a line of bluish purple electricity streaked after it like a comet's tail. He didn't put much power into it--he didn't have much energy to spare--but his eyelids looked just a little bit heavier, and his irises just a little more of a golden green shade than they had been. "Cool huh?" -- Berlin sensed Kaga-Met's irritation or disappointment or something in that slight shift of expression, so he clarified, "The rest of my crew would understand completely. But he can be...difficult sometimes, though I wonder how we all would have fared if we'd had the same cards dealt to us. I will probably talk to the lad about it myself--it's an important lesson for him to learn--but that information should come from me first, and I wouldn't expect him to be friendly to you in the meantime regardless." Berlin gave a casual, humble shrug and a bit of a laugh. "Truth be told, Kaga-Met, I've never seen a ship like yours. I don't know what it's capable of. I barely know anything about dragons beyond what the lad has taught me, except that not all of them breathe fire, and not all in the same way. But I'm assuming, then, your attack will be primarily aerial?" He frowned lightly. "In that case, you might be working more closely with the lad. His name's Rio, and you've already seen his favorite form. My loose plan was to have him get me onto a ship from [I]underneath[/I] at first. I was going to use my ability to reap chaos and quietly sabotage one of their ships, and...[I]convince[/i] its members to ram into other ships, probably the largest one. Might possibly try for a second ship if our cover isn't blown, but at that point I was going to start engaging in earnest with what firepower we have, sending in my berserker for some up-close damage, and letting Rio rain down fire and fangs from above. My gunner and mage will stay behind on the ship, but Uban is flexible. I'm thinking I'll keep him back at first though and work with Hana and Pieter..." He was partly talking to himself at this point, but eye contact with Kaga-Met told him he wasn't completely forgotten.