Willow hums and gives her sister a slight hug before moving back to the dinosaurs, talking to herself. "I wonder if we could use this for dinner?  What do you think Athela." 

“An excellent idea, ma’dam Willow! Master Adolfis alwus said ‘waste not, want not!’” Vignette then pulls out a simple carving knife from underneath her robe, and begins to carve away at one of the dinosaur carcasses. 

Athela gives Willow a quick hug smiles back at her sister. "I don't think that's up for us to figure out, little sis." Her head suddenly whips around at Angelica's comment. "You what?" She sighs. "Well, that could prove a serious issue..." She shakes her head. "For heaven's sake, Willow and I live in the same district as the largest kalashtar community in Sharn! Not to mention the fact that they have..." She wiggles her hands, a little vaguely. "Weird powers. One tried explaining it to me once...I got lost right about the fifth time he said quori."

Willow raises an eyebrow at Vignette, not expecting an answer from her, before nodding approvingly but slowly, grabbing her dagger from her thigh before also working to carve the other two dinosaurs. It's relatively noticeable that she has experience in such a task. Willow doesn't mind the blood, and even uses some of her water from her canteen to clean the skins, hoping to lay them out to dry and sell later. She also seems to be dividing the meat into certain sections quietly and attempts to shove some small bite sized pieces into a palm sized leather pouch for later, not really bothering to hide it.

Willow's ears perk a little as she listens in to her sister's lecturing of Angelica, a thoughtful frown on her face as she uses the rest of her water to wash her hands and knife, the meats collected onto neat piles and tarps cut from old camping gear. "I'd prefer to be able to head back to my home after this Angelica. Athela and I do not need any more extra trouble back at home."

Averian shakes his head before responding to Angelica, "And you had no intention of informing us of this? If you are going to be requiring our protection for the rest of this trip, I think some compensation would be in order."

Angelica stammered, "Well, uh, I-"

"While all in favor of extra compensation, she didn't have to tell us squat, pretty boy." Cora said casually to Averian, stepping in between them. "Did you not read the contract she made us sign? No guarantees about hostiles, no personal information revealed, and no whining. Everything else is none of our business. You didn't truly expect this journey would be danger free did you?" she turned to Angelica. "Looks like whatever past you've have, Angelica, might be catching up to you."

Athela clears her throat as she wheels herself over. "Lady d'Sivis, if it was so long ago I can understand not thinking it would come up here. And Averian, it's totally understandable to be upset-we certainly didn't expect to be attacked so soon by someone with a personal vendetta against Lady d'Sivis. I think the question is now this-Lady d'Sivis, do you foresee this becoming a repeating problem on the trip?"

"Uh." she thinks. "No!" she smiles, confident.

Cora put her hand on her hip and squints deeply at d'Sivis.

Insight: 18

Regardless of whether or not she believes Angelica, Athela nods. "Good. Then problem solved on all fronts, and we'll make sure to keep an eye out for things trying to jump the airship. Averian, a word?" She wheels herself away from Angelica and Cora, beckoning the half-elf over.

Averian looks at Athela suspiciously before following her over, "Yes?"

Bea stood there, happily listening to the conversations about with a complacent smile, her face only changing a bit when she hears Angelica having killed a kalashtar before. She then turns her attention to the dinosaur bodies which Vignette and Willow were making good use of, a grimace crossing her face for a split second with all the blood being splattered all over the place, some of it being washed away by the water from Willow's canteen. Well, if we ever end up in a survival situation, these two can handle the skinnin' and the others can take care of the killin'. I'm happy just doin' the healin'... though I'm sure I do needa learn how to properly defend myself...

That's when she passed a glance over to Cora, catching the rogue in the act of looking at her for some reason or another. The blonde gave a cheeky wink in response, wondering just what was going on in that head of hers. In the club, it was always easy to tell just what people were thinking about, but outside? Not so much. There was something the other was going to admit to her before they were so rudely interrupted, maybe that was what it was? Bea definitely would have to ask later, maybe in a more private setting.

"Well, if that's how it's gonna be then that's how it's gonna be," Bea concludes with a slight shoulder shrug. "I think regardless of not knowin' you all did mighty fine disposin' the trash." She gives a little kick to one of the dead thug bodies with her heeled boot. "Though honesty would be much appreciated next time, Lady d'Sivis."

"Relax, I'm not going to pitch you over the side of the ship," Athela reassures Averian with a smile. "But maybe a bit less yelling next time? You can get more done with politeness and carefully placed yelling."

Averian gives a quiet cough of disbelief when Athela mentions throwing him overboard, "I certainly wouldn't call that yelling, but I am a bit sick of playing bodyguard. I just want to be on an airship like everyone else, but it seems that's too much to ask."

"It was yelling in spirit, and trust me, I understand the motivation. Feeling like you've been lied to or are being used is frustrating, to say the least. But for now, it looks like we're okay in terms of attackers, so you can enjoy the airship like you want to." Athela absentmindedly plays with the black cord around her arm.

After finishing her butchering duties, Vignette assists Willow in packaging up hundreds of pounds of dino steaks. She’ll then wander off, looking for the airship’s Doctor, seeking treatment for her grievous wounds. 

Willow nods in a thank you fashion to Vignette as the two finish packing up the dino meat and drag it towards wherever the relative kitchen area is. Willow then hangs the skins in whatever way she can to air dry them, even using her hemp rope and tying them to the mast like tiny decorative flags if she needs to.

That's one way to set up a warning to any more attackers I guess.

She then retreats back to her sister and catches the end of their conversation barely. "What is there really to do on here though? Other than lounge about and peer over the edge. There's nothing to hunt, nothing to entertain ourselves. I feel like we may need to create our own entertainment eh?" She tilts her head with a slight mischievous smile. "I mean... If anything I can show you some of my studies."

At this point, she's talking to both Willow and Averian, her tail calmly swishing back and forth and her ears perked slightly with interest.

Averian sighs, slumping slightly, "No, if this is how it's going to be, I might as well play the part. Well, we'll see."

With the other preoccupied with talking to one another, Bea had departed from the group to head to the kitchen, only to return a few minutes later with a tray of glass cups filled with ice and a light brown liquid. "Would you all like to try my homemade sweet tea?" The blonde beams happily. "It's quite refreshin' after a battle like that. You all deserve a taste!"

Willow glances over to Bea and tilts her head for a second, her ears slanting inquisitively before she nods. "Sure Bea. I'll try a glass. That's very kind if you." When she walks over, Williw quietly rubs the back if her own neck. "Do you think the cooks will be overwhelmed by all the fresh meat we gathered? I dont want them to think we went overboard with the.... hunting." When handed to her, Willow will experimentally sniff before taking a sip of Bea's sweet tea curiously. 

Bea cocks her head to the side at Williows inquiry. “I don’t think they’ll be over whelmed, dear, we’ll just be eatin’ dino for a week or two. Gotta use it before it goes bad after all! ‘sides, I don’t think they’ll have an issue if you went in and made a recipe yourself! They didn’t seem to mind when I went in there...” Then again they could have been admiring the view.

The tea isn’t overly sweet, but it’s just sweet enough for the bitterness of the black tea to not be much of an issue. Willow could taste a little bit of honey in there too! Something you would soon realize was Bea’s signature. Ultimately, it was a refreshing little drink after the fight and the carving, and you can tell Bea was very happy serving it to you and the others as she hoped you all liked it.