It was probably for the best that Roshan didn't know what Spektrox was thinking. Even for a pirate captain he could be a gullible person.
He felt rather proud that things LOOKED normal. It wasn't like a cheap fake that he sometimes got handed, where you could scratch the surface and find that the gold ring actually just had a light covering instead of being completely made of gold. The reason of course, was obvious, as Spektrox had to ensure that if guards came to check out the cargo hold, that they wouldn't find anything out of the ordinary. His crew all had weapons of course, as well as a small sort of...armoury for auxulliary weaponry. There was an anvil and a sharpening wheel of course, but this was standard on any ship that didn't want to be attacked by pirates. It wouldn't be too out of the ordinary, though, his stuff looked a little worn, but he could always claim that on the fact that he did a lot of sailing, and liked to ensure that the weapons that would defend his life were kept in excellent order.
He was a tricky man, there was some wisdom behind those usually cheerful eyes of his.
It was obvious to Spektrox that Lilah wasn't one used to such amenities, like a very large luxurious bed, or an overly impressive bath tub. The tavern he had found her in smelled of her, and she smelled of it, which probably didn't do her any justice. However, as guest of the captain, she would be privileged here, she would get to experience some of the finer things in life. Things like him. Heh heh.
"Everything has been taken care of, if you wish to retire to somewhere more private, then that's what we may do." He didn't think she would be interested yet in a little romp or dally, this felt more like she wished to have more conversation. He would of course, order from the galley a bit of rum for the two of them, he didn't particularly feel like a wordy sparring match, and he could always think a bit better when he had a little bit to drink. Not to mention, after seeing a Connlaothian bounty hunter or something along those lines, his nerves could do with a little liquid courage. With a grin, he led her back to his luxurious quarters, though, this time he stretched out on his bed, his tail flicking behind him as he practically curled up like an animal, watching Lilah with large yellow eyes.
"We might as well have a little informality. Why sit in stiff chairs when we have this whole bed hm?" He wasn't trying to be particularly naughty either. He was a creature of comfort, very much an animal at heart, and the bed was built to be soft. If he didn't have any duties to attend to, Spektrox would probably spend all his time in bed. Alas, there was much to be done usually, save for this particular trip. This wasn't a mission, this wasn't some job, some raid, this was a trip from here to Yorieq, which meant that he wouldn't have to plan any attacks or raids, plot any real course, the crew knew where to go, and most preferred that he not get in the way too much.
"So an accountant and a thief...that must be a terribly interesting profession. I can't imagine how one person would get involved in such a way." Spektrox said finally as they both got settled. "You're not from Serendipity are you?" It was painfully obvious, all things considered. Serendipity was known for it mages, which could include people of a finer mathematical nature, the answer was probably painfully obvious. She was from Connlaoth, who valued accountants and numbers just a bit more than Serendipity and Adela. Adela always seemed a little too backwards to have people make a living with numbers, Serendipity was just too free spirited, but...Connlaoth, oh yes, they seemed to be the sort who just adored numbers.