This was bizarre, it was like a bad dream, or one of those stupid holovid movies the handmaidens Sabé had to train insisted on watching.
"Oh I pirate am I?" Sabé cocked an eyebrow. "Well if you really do plan on killing me you'll need something better than such a primitive weapon."
This was getting her no where. Sabé wanted answers, not mind games. But if that was how it would seem, then two could play at that game.
"Yes, I am sure you have no problem with killing" Sabé sneered slightly. "Blood never comes off your hands you know, no matter how guilty or innocent that blood may be."