Hazel
A small giggle escaped her lips, as if forced out by the pirate's unexpected honesty. She expected their usual skirmish of insults, not a sincere expression of happiness. "You do huh?" she asked, almost sarcastically, leaning in to check his bony body for any cracks. He doesn't cut or bleed, so maybe there would be cracks. Unless he has some healing factor she didn't know about.
She pulled back and turned around, rubbing the curve of her tight ass with her hand. "Don't worry, I work too hard for this thing to get flat," she retorted, shooting him a side grin. Then, she looked back up at the top of the building. "Its just the usual, taking down prominent gang leaders in the area and-"
She stopped and turned around. "How about we finish this on the top of that building? I need to keep an eye on something," she said, her form fading into smoke. The clouds ascended, traveling up the side of the building as if it had been lit on fire.