Their mutual tension was hardly a source for comfort when his preliminary glance around had failed to spot any notable land. He had enough chakra to flesh out Susano'o to armour perhaps one or twice, and there was always the jutsu's own weaponry, but he preferred not to damage what was keeping him afloat if possible.

With effort, he straightened into a less threatening stance, trusting that the quick response of this crew member meant she would be able to read the intent in his posture.

"I have no interest in harming you or your companions. I was sent here by a Miss Margie when I was looking for a place to avoid the defensive forces on that island."