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Screwing up her nose in confusion, the navigator began walking again.
“Why would one assume the relationship between two people? It makes no sense, there’s so many ways you can come off as rude.” Danny tilted her head to the side as she listened to the announcement, realizing that it was probably Luro who was fighting. 
“Ah! If we’re going, we better get going! She said, gripping Ray’s wrist she ran off, dragging the taller man behind her. She let go as they reached the arena, and ran to the edge just at the initial bell rang. 
“Luro, go! Go Luro go!” she instantly began to shout cheers. She loved tournaments, as she often held them with the boys of the island. The only oddity she could see was all the girls that were fighting. She was the only female who did physical activity past gardening, so she was surprised enough to find the captain was a woman, and one who could hold her own in a fight. But when a tournament where a good deal of the participants were women, it was an entirely new experience to Danny, not that anything else wasn’t. it wasn’t long before her cheers turned to random and illegible noises and her tiny bounces into big leaps back and forth. It wasn’t hard to pick her out from the thinning crowd around her. The tiny ball of energy stopped suddenly, her chest heaving. She realized that with her excitement, she hadn’t been paying attention to the actual fight, and now that she was, she saw Luro’s opponent crying. Danny’s eyes widened, her entire being shaking. She didn’t know how to process this new information. What had Luro said? Could she not handle being in the fight? Danny’s mind whirred and clicked confusedly. It shot into over drive when the shipwright shot the girl.
“LURO! I can’t tell if you’re a jerk or a hero! Why was she crying? What did I miss? That seems mean, to shoot a crying girl. You better have not killed her. good job for winning, but jerk job for winning that way. I’m so conflicted!” her words once again dissolved into random noises, but these ones much quieter and more whine like, often changing pitch and lasting minutes at a time.