Zhi's smile turned rueful as she looked up to the ceiling. Years of smoke had made it dingy and unremarkable, but her stare was intense as she looked at it. Something the elezen said had affected her, that was for sure.
"Which pirates?" She dropped her gaze back to Goultard; it was a little distant. "An' where's he bein' kept?"
"Which pirates?" She dropped her gaze back to Goultard; it was a little distant. "An' where's he bein' kept?"