Rufio's survival instinct kicked in. He leapt up to his feet, his golden sword appearing in a flash, but he stopped when he saw... a woman. Women weren't pirates, and this one... well, she looked like an overgrown fairy.
The sword point lowered and he smirked, confidence surging forward in the face of a stranger. He folded his arms over his chest.
"Man, this place just gets weirder and weirder. Forests of ugly rock, pirates with no guys, and now a fairy as big as an adult," he sheathed his sword, knowing better than to try and fight the magical folk. If she wanted to hurt him she could, though fairies generally were well meaning and kind.
"Are you in it with Tink, then? Can you send me home? I'm sick of this game."