Death by poison. She'd sent many to death in the same manner. It was odd to be talking to a victim. She decided any words from her on the subject would be superficial at best. "You flatter me." Her lips quirked. "I'll do my best." And then he was announcing their destination.

She followed him, stopping near the railing. "Should we warn your crew?" She asked, running a hand over the railing, looking around for anything that could be used as a weapon if it was necessary.