"Well," she starts, then pauses. Her brain feels a little more muddled than she had expected and it takes her a moment to formulate a thought. There are other reasons to pool money - to buy out politicians, to use it as a magical catalyst in certain spells if the gold is pure, or possibly to pay off an even larger threat. But. Isn't Nate from ... From one of those awful worlds where the mortals haven't discovered magic?

No, wait, that sounds amazing, it would leave them powerless. What a good world. What a good, good world.

Caedra takes a long drink, then smiles lazily as she approaches Nate and reaches for one of his arms. "I have a few ideas. About pirates but more importantly about you. Ideas that really ought to be shared privately. Will you come with me?"

Fuck it, he's hot, and she wants him. The cachaça brought her some clarity.