Maeve looks over at him with a touch of fondness. "We all have our chaos." She doesn't have the experience with raiding ships. She assumes it was at least less chaotic than it sounds like it should be. "I just realized quite how bad things were talking to someone else and now it feels a little...like something I should wait a few conversations to reveal."

She shrugs. "What do you like to read?" It seems like a better conversation anyway.