"Just a little bit bigger," she protested, setting her chin on her closed fist. "Though...you're probably right. Getting anything larger than this would mean an actual crew. Ah, well. I suppose we'd have to make do somehow." Not that she sounded particularly put off by that idea. Her smile might have given her away as well.

She shook her head. "Sore at me. If I didn't hit you hard enough for you to be smarting from it, then you're either made of stone or I'm woefully out of practice."