Yeah, if anyone should be called Captain, it'd be you. [She gives her a cheeky grin before going back to looking over Jod's stuff.

All of it seems predictably extremely dangerous. Like, super dangerous. It'd kill her if she touched it. It reminds her of the Mayor's office when he asked her to fetch the sugar as she nearly brushed against the teapot of infinite madness. She's not too bothered by it.]

Yeah, dude. It's some fuckin' cursed bones. Some cursed everything, I'd bet. [She frowns, sobering up a bit.] Uhhh, don't touch anything. You might, I don't know, turn inside out or lose your ability to form short term memories.

[She doesn't seem alarmed by either of these possibilities. Like, yeah. Of course the suspicious warlock would have that kind of thing on his stuff.]