Onainat knew what sort of meeting this was and even though Ithacles had been kind enough to pay her attention, she kept to her chair and didn't contribute much of anything. She didn't know much outside of what she had seen in the tavern. The Captain seemed like he did a great deal by the book, something that Onainat herself wasn't in the habit of. This was probably for the best. When she investigated something she almost always got into trouble. It was exciting, but usually involved someone trying to kill her.
Hm.
She polished a shiny paperweight she'd picked up with the edge of her sleeve. When she glanced at Vedette, the woman looked as though she was in a sour mood. That was probably because Ithacles was in the room. Onainat thought she shouldn't have been so cross. At least he was being nice now...Onainat considered kicking her again, but the last time she did that Vedette snarled. It was slightly scary.
"You think they wanted to take the Captain?" she asked. "If I kidnapped someone, I wouldn't do it in the middle of a crowded tavern, using a bunch of men with knives. I'd wait until they thought they were safe," Onainat then quickly added. "Not that I've kidnapped anyone."