"I know enough, and what I don't know, I can always figure out," she tells him mildly, flipping a loose lock of hair out of her face before reaching up to draw all of her hair into a messy, elegant bun. All the better to keep it out of her face if she's going to go on a ship. She's pretty sure a ship is no place for someone dressed like she is, but she'll make do.

"You'll know if I'm really conused."