She waved her hand dismissively to the offer of pampering. "I have lived and scraped my way from scum, I don't need to be coddled. I want to plan what to do about my old compatriot." Her smile was sharp and cruel, a light in her eyes that governing Madripoor, as indifferently as she did, never stirred. "Food will suffice, and some satellite images. I have to decide to blackened his eye or hamstring him instead."