"Not with you," she says flatly. She's met several others with seafaring inclinations and although her conversations with them have sometimes been brief, or ended poorly, she would still prefer that to someone who she absolutely dislikes. It's not even that he and his friends - no, kin, evidently - attacked her, seeking revenge; rather that she finds him entirely unbearable and if she can't sit through a few minutes of conversation with him, being trapped on a ship is the last thing she wants. Every alternative sailing companion she can think of would be preferred.

"However," she continues, "I do hope to hear about what you find, once you do venture out." And if it turns out that he becomes the only person here capable of building a seaworthy craft? She'll just have to go back on her refusal.