She'd met the blonde, sure, and there were few who didn't recall the spectacle he'd made of himself thanks to some overeager moogles at the dating auction. The two had spoken on occasion, fought together, but nothing terribly involved. He was more of an acquaintance and trusted fellow Hero than anything like a friend.

"Nothin funny about it. Way I see it the only thing keeping most women back from being fine fighters are other folk convincing them they can't be. Of course, that seems to be more true of my own home world than this one." She followed his gaze and made note of the people he nodded at. She'd met them before and they did indeed seem quite capable.

"Well it's the more acceptable of my habits. I don't expect most would take kindly to me taking piracy up again." And indeed the time loops some months back proved that to be true, as invigorating as they were.

"So what sort of habits do you have then?"