It occurs to Hana that she's misjudged Sasha, which she's willing to blame on the intoxication (thought honestly it wasn't that much) and being out of practice with properly sizing people up. Her lips press together as she considers this - the full might of the Kel themselves toppled by living ships set free. "That... seems reasonable. Though I'd think the crews on board said moths might not like people traipsing in."