"Oh, god," she said. She hadn't even considered that, and she eyed the elephant's trunk. "Do you think she can?" Elephant trunks were strong, she guessed, but that strong? Didn't that just happen in cartoons?
"Or get me used to him. Maybe he'll show me some things." Juliet shrugged. She was sure she'd figure it out. They probably weren't setting people up to fail, right? She hoped, anyway, and she shook her head. Maybe later she'd try a few things with Star and see what kinds of cues seemed to elicit responses.
She grinned to the laughter, glad that Elizabeth at least hadn't take offense to the statement. "No, but when I think pirates I think ... peg legs and parrots, not ... chicks." Though if she was the captain, that was kind of impressive; she was willing to bet there weren't a whole lot of women captains in the history of piracy ever.
"I was working in a clothes store," Juliet replied with a slight nod. That was her public job, anyway; she saw no reason yet to get into the safe house and her other job. The one she kept quiet, because at home her ability was kept quiet. "So ... yeah. Definitely a stretch from clothing coordinator to ... 1930s horse trainer."