Truth be told, with Teisel's criminal record, a lot of people really were out to get him. Paranoia was a healthy state of mind for a pirate. Not to mention...wait, was this stooge laughing at him? "I'll have you know," he said standing, hands on hips, "that premature graying runs in my family. Besides, my life isn't exactly stress-free."

Not in the mood to outright laugh at the guy's ridiculous assumption, Teisel settled for a soft chuckle. "Ah, kid, that's cute. Heroes..." He shook his head. "Not quite. We happen to be one of the most feared pirate bands in the northern hemisphere," he said, glowing with pride. "The seige of Kattelox? That was us!"

Now, the explanation had been confusing; Teisel didn't really understand it himself yet. "Black Zero? Never heard of him." Playing with his hair, he tried to remember the name Haku had told him. "The guy who runs this is...ah, damnit, it's on the tip of my tongue! Oh! Yeah, Martin Landel." And he hadn't really meant to freak the guy out about the surgery, but it was gratifying to see someone else who wasn't completely calm about it. "Well, that must be what happened, because my optics are gone. I haven't had eyes since..." He counted on his fingers; it really had been a while. "Since I was around your age, I guess."

He'd forgotten about the girl. The surprized yelp that escaped his throat was quite a bit higher-pitched than he'd have liked. Clutching his chest to make sure his heart hadn't really jumped up into his mouth, he looked from her to her hammer and back. "I'm sorry, miss," he said, very politely and trying to ignore the other guy's idea of gentlemanly behavior. "Are we bothering you?"