"There are stories about me?" Coralie seemed surprised, "Ooh fun. I hope they exaggerate how pretty I am."

She didn't seem offput by the pistol for some reason "Now Cricket," she said, quite reasonably, "I obviously can't let you just hide in the hold here. Please have a little bit of faith in me, and come me. You won't regret that choice."

"I'm not going to go scampering over boxes trying to drag you out. I'm hung-over, tired and have a visitor. But I will send my crew to get you out. This isn't a very big ship, they will find you and they probably won't be as nice as me," she stood up, waiting for Cricket to join her, "So, are we going to meet our visitor?"