Dove had barely even thought twice when Varrick had offered to give her a tour of his yacht. Of course, she had just met him, and he was someone with significant power, but neither was a strong enough deterrent. Thier initial meeting had gone well, and with high hopes and a calm mind, she had decided another wouldn't do any harm. While she was comfortable meeting others at random, it was nice knowing someone in the city and being invited places again.

Thus, with tigerdillo in tow and high end boots tapping lightly with each step, the young woman made her way to where Varrick had explained his boat would be waiting, holding a map in hand and a relieved expression on her face once she was close enough to spot it the vessel. With a deep breath, she straightened her shirt, then bruahed her hair back over her shoulder as she approached, her head held high and curiosity written all over her face.