Refreshingly, his explanation of how things worked- even this small list of very specific things- had to be among the clearest. Sam was very helpful, but perhaps this Hook had a perspective slightly closer to that of her own.
Maybe he'd just explained things to a lot more people.
"My name is Gretel," she nodded appreciatively in response to his greeting, eventually bringing her eyes back to him and the chair he'd 'offered'. Unshouldering the weapon, she set it on the floor, upright and ready for reaching, as she sat down. Call it a force of habit. "I suppose I'll have to if I plan on staying sane."