Relief crept over him as the boss decided to hand back the money. Rarden lowered his hand and smiled faintly at their good fortune. They were moored, fed, and apparently they'd even picked a fair port for their escapades. The faraway world had always been to him, a place of extreme grit and danger and their inexperienced selves had wandered into friendly company and cheap food. His musings were utterly quelled when he noticed the wings slowly beginning to protrude from the woman, now introduced as Arisu. Of course, he'd heard of them before, but seeing one up close was a rarity. Ever concerned, he caught himself staring from the corner of his eyes and stopped, fixating on Louis and wondering how he planned on introducing himself. If their incident in the dock had proven anything, it's that maybe the world wasn't ready for the 'Caesar' thing, especially since even his crew member wasn't.