"Hah...hah..." pale woman chuckled. "Of course, Captain Andorr fears not danger." Saying nothing else, Daivia lightly pushed herself up, now sitting before reaching to ruffle the pirate woman's hair. It was in no way a suggestive or a taunting gesture. Well, perhaps teasing, but only a tad. Coupled with a soft smile, the cold grasp of the icy woman was, in a sense, to reassure, in a sense a display of some sort of favor.