[Aynia]

Aynia stared down at the map. What they suggested made sense, and would make for the most appropriate course of action. The corner of her mouth turned up a bit in a small smile. She didn't miss the intonation in the Admiral's voice. She had a soft spot for those that struck their own way, and she could imagine having to bend the knee, so to speak, to someone else when you've been perpetually self sufficient would be more than mildly irritating. She was glad at the turnout for the council, however, and glad that the Admiral and the Bosun were here. She feared that she may injure the Admiral's pride with too much appreciation however, so she quickly schooled her face back into something more serious and raised her eyes to meet the Admiral's.

"You make sense, and I am more than agreeable to the suggestions." She took a sip of wine and locked eyes with the eye on the Admirals chest plate for a moment before looking away out of politeness. "As many of your ships that are most capable for the journey and that you're able to spare would be my request. Scouting reports are still coming in, and we know that sightings and attacks are beginning to spread. The farther they get the less control we have." She paused for a moment. "As for how long, I suppose it will be as long as it takes to save our skins. If we can drive them back early on, we'll all be much better off for it."