Sharee had given up on finding anything on the Dunmer by the time the Breton approached her. It was the one who had rushed into the fight ahead of her, the one who she tasked with clearing the upper deck along with Kayal. She seemed to get straight down to business, something Sharee appreciated. Strangely, when she looked up at her, she found her oddly...attractive, for some reason. She looked her over from head to toe, not quite sure where that was coming from, though she didn't dwell on it for long. Instead, she let go of the Dunmer and stood to her feet. "Yeah, don't let anyone say i don't do my part to maintain this vessel. We need to get rid of these bodies before they contaminate anything."

Reaching down to grab the corpse's shoulders, Sharee pointed to his feet. "Grab his legs, we'll talk on the way." She said, her tone making it clear that it was an order. As they started to make their way up the stairs, Sharee got around to answering her question. "I wouldn't exactly be against growing some plants on board, but there's a problem. Actually, a few problems. For one, you got to have space for it. The roof of the captain's cabin would work for that, but it does put it out in the open. We get into a fight, and there's a good chance of it being destroyed. The other, and honestly more important, problem is with logistics. We would need to start carrying water for both plants and people, since sea water would just end up killing the plants. If you can somehow find a way to solve all those problems, I'd say go right ahead. As it stands, though, we can really only afford to support a few choice plants. Still useful, but not exactly a sizable operation. A shame too, I would like to have a good source of plants for my poisons."

Once they reached the top deck, the two unceremoniously dumped the body into the ocean below. With that concluded, Sharee leaned up against the bannister, then tried to figure out why she was still staring at the Breton's form.