Ysedra held a martini in her hand, sipping from it as she sat at a table alone. She sighs and looks at the opposite end of the table, "He asked me to come... and yet..."

"Everything else was pretty shitty of you."

Ysedra sung a quiet tune under her breath, a song from days long before Corsairs or Asuryani alike.

"Surprise!" She shouts, holding the sweater up to him. "I made you a present!"

She did have feelings for him. Truly did. Unfortunately, the fallout had left her much colder to the Corsairs. Whether he did it to protect her or not, the high farseer of Ulthwé no longer wished to have anything to do with the pirate or his crew. Even going as far as denying any of his mates access to the Infinity Circuit!