Makoto, now in the ship, looked around silently at the pirates around her. None of them seemed too dangerous. She had always been told by her parents that all pirates were gross, snarling, men who don't know right from wrong. Granted, most of these people seemed gruff and some unwashed, but none of them had killed her yet. She hadn't spoken as the man lifted her up into the ship, and kept her mouth shut even as he called her little. She wasn't [i]that[/i] short. 

When the food was brought out to her, Makoto's eyes widens, and her jaw dropped slightly. If her mouth had any extra moisture, she would have been drooling. Makoto hungrily snagged the food and water out of his hands, desperately gulping them down. She hadn't realized how hungry she was until she was sitting on the deck of a strange ship, water running down her chin and bread crumbs falling from her gaping mouth. 

Makoto then realized how messy she must look. She slowly stood up, looking the strange pirate in the eyes. His voice seemed to zoom past her ears. "I...uh..." Her voice sounded strangely unsure, as if she had forgotten how to speak. "My...my name is Makoto O...Onohara." The rest of her words spilling from her mouth. She listened closely to what Yu was saying, mostly watching his mouth to see the words form. 

"Family..." She muttered, looking down again at the water. She had to think of some sort of excuse and quickly. "My family...is not being worried." She seemed to be having trouble speaking again. Thinking of excuses was not her strong suit. She paused a moment, as if trying to remember how to speak. "I suppose you can drop me off at the nearest island or something."