"No, I don't have a job for the moment. Unless you happen to be in need of a Knitter." She declined with a grin. She didn't imagine that the pilot sitting in front of her had any wish at hiring a mercenary. Moina raised her glass to her lips, sipping at the remaining wine in her glass.

"I was mostly just interested as to where your airship was heading next." She explained.
"I've never flown on an airship so I was just curious. Do you fly this route often?" If it was a common route then perhaps sometime in the future she could make an attempt at taking an airship to her destination instead of riding across the continent or taking a traditional ship that would just make her ill.
 
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