[She watches, paying close attention. An ocean world like this that isn't the elemental plane of water strikes her as unusual, but maybe she had just assumed incorrectly that most material planes had an amount of land similar to the one she is most familiar with.

It's good to know that this one would be tricky to take, if they ever get the opportunity. Not as bad as the Sea of Floating Stones, but challenging.

She grins back at his smirk, though, eager for stories of adventure.]

Does it have a name, your world? And - oh, I don't know. I just want to hear about some of the things you've done, and seen. As a pirate I imagine you must have come across some impressive treasures in your time, hm?