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Seeking distraction from her painful shoulder and hearing the news of the new captive made it obvious what Pyralis should do. Pay a visit, a special visit. She wasn't sure if Hana remembered but Pyralis sure remembered the kiss she'd stolen from the younger woman during a game of spin-the-bottle at one of the pirates' earliest parties.

Grabbing a bottle of brandy, a few bowls, and a bouquet of wildflowers she trotted off to the prisoner's room. She shot a grin at the guard before helping herself in. "The fun has arrriiveeeddd. Hello gorgeous. So glad you're taking a break from your sleaze of a… boyfriend? Fiancé? Dominatrix?" She shrugged and tossed the bouquet toward Hana before setting a paw atop the brandy bottle. "Figured you could use a drink given your situation."

Hanako wrinkled her nose, still splayed out on the bedding since she had nothing else to do but stare at these four walls. She was bored out of her mind but couldn't say she wanted company either, it was a lose-lose situation all around, really. No one was winning here, not even Sparrow. But of course no one would leave her alone, whatever she wanted the pirates here seemed to go out of their way to do the opposite. The door opened up to reveal a familiar face, one from days long since passed, and was clearly all too eager to dredge them back up. Hanako huffed a sigh as she flopped down onto her side, before realising at the very least she ought to sit up. Pretend to be sure of herself and dignified, like she had a shrew of pride left.

The old lady came baring gifts, flowers and booze, low grade presents Hanako was quick to turn her nose up at. She didn't want them, any of it.

"I was kidnapped. It doesn't count." She was quick to insist, ears flicking in a show of obvious annoyance.