Naja turned her heard towards the irritating voice, nose twitching in dislike before she even saw the flaky pirate. Heh, he thought she was being mean? Oh, no one here knew her at all~ Her being mean was... well... possibly a bit violent with a side of send-you-to-your-doom.

She rolled her eyes at him. Treat everyone nicely it was then, eh? Naja was no softy. If others couldn't handle that, then they really weren't worth her time. Unless the little blonde will-o-wisp could do her paperwork, then she didn't seem like she'd be of much help to... anyone, really. Just another ordinary soul. Nothing special. Nothing new. And Naja didn't even have any paperwork for others to do, anyway.

She grumbled at the pirate. "Oh please, who could blame me? Really, look at her? That's got suspicion written all over her, and I know suspicion! ...Or she had it all written over her." She looked back to where the girl was, found her missing, and spun around to point her out again. Disappearing like a ghost, even. Sheesh. "Pfff. If you're not a native than that drops yer suspicion level a tad, anyway. Don't go gettin' into trouble, kid! This city ain't safe."

See. She was being "nice," warning the brat of the dangers she might face. "There's this mean-green 'Organization' out there that might just get their kicks in snatching a younging like yourself up!"