"I see you," Chase taunted cheerfully, hailing the Soulsword. "And better still, I don't see any party crashers. Permission to come aboard, Captain Rasputina?" He was considering what Gert suggested, about playing it cool and implying they were up for a trade, but that wasn't his style. He'd rather just tell 'Yana up front they were friends and friends did things for each other. He'd see how it played out first though.