#she was going to call agron short but a quick google

[hiddenvaldis]

"A passing fancy is different from interest, specially in these parts. Interest is currency, and the other? Well, as useless as a flower in the middle of a storm," Valdís says with a shrug, peering over her shoulder and nodding to one of her passing crew before turning back to the stranger. Despite her self-admitted lack of interest, there is no denying there is amusement swelling on her chest as she takes in the tight cant of his shoulders and the tighter grip in his sword. She is almost tempted to provoke him further, if only because it would be hilarious to see the end result of an outside breaking the law of unity within the island, but the whole thing would be too tiring. Like Elokian had said, Caribella is where they can be themselves without the anger and violence of the waves, and spiteful amusements would not benefit her here. "Oh? You certainly have big britches for someone walking among criminals but that is clearly not one of the sort. Please, do enlighten me then. What else is beyond the shiny facade?"

"Your desire to follow me tells me the exact opposite. If you weren't interested in my presence, then you wouldn't bother with this whole performance." His hand was firmly planted on the hilt of his sword as per usual and he had every desire to let this woman know that he was not afraid of using it. He didn't particularly care who she was. Not that Agron needed someone to be high profile or low profile for him to pay attention to them. If someone caught his attention, it was as simple as that. This one did not catch his attention regardless of if she was someone important or not. "Mm, you don't know where I come from. Your lack of understanding is, well, understandable. I'll let it slide this time though."