Lien gave a cheery hum as her first response to the other girls response, running her fingers through the fur of her tail idly. When the mention of the canopy came the girls tall fox ears perked up and she began to fiddle with one of her gloves. First a hook resembling a claw extended from the underside of her fingers, then the upper wrist portion of the glove opened to reveal the weighted whip inside, each of which Lien examined briefly before pulling the sleeve of her jacket back down. ”The canopy huh, thats a good idea!” She said with a chipper smile, starting to rock back and forth a bit in place. ”I'm not that tough I think. My weapons don't pack the bite some others do and I'm sure not any bigger than anyone.” Lien continued almost completely oblivious to Prue's anxiety and discomfort.
Taking a pause the girl tilted her head a bit curiously, looking over the fidgeting Prue for a moment. ”You sound fine with people to me at least. I mean, you haven't told me to buzz off yet, so.” Li gave a little chuckle before she took notice of the other girl continually glancing towards the large grumbling faunus she had noticed previously. She herself turned to look the person in question over, tall and bulky with a striking green skin tone. ”Well he seems pretty grumpy. Maybe he gets flight sick, or didn’t have a good breakfast.” Contrary to Prue's hushed tone, Lien's didn’t change at all making it likely those near by could hear her even if only a bit.
”Sorta reminds me of one of the strong men when I was growing up. He was a bull though, was always yelling at whoever. Like to wrestle ursa during the shows, even though everyone thought it was a bad idea. Oh, and he had a mustache like this.” At the end of her sentence Lien rose the tip of her tail to her lips and lifted up two tufts of fur roughly into the shape of a handlebar mustache. She then let her tail fall curled beside her as she leaned forward a bit, hands set on her calves. ”Why? Are you gonna try and get that one for your partner? He's big so he'll probably be easy to see. Even to Lien that combination is one that seemed odd, the girl that huddled herself away at the end of the ship and a guy who seemed just itching to cleave something in two.
For once Lien fell silent merely waiting for a response, her eyes showing a curiosity which was probably all too enthusiastic for such a simple subject. If her expression was not enough to give it away her tail likely would even more as it once again began to swish back and forth behind her, producing a light breeze as it did so.