[ And just like that, the background sea-shantying and general merrymaking of Vaer's companions comes to a sudden halt, with the handful of them slowly craning their heads in the barkeep's direction, eyes wide in disbelief. Vaer's, at least, gleam with a knowing slyness. ]

Well, now.

[ In just another beat, they sweep their arm out just as one of the pirates tries to lunge towards the bar, as if to act as a barrier while the others barely get their arms around him fast enough to keep him in place, likely much to Gojo's disappointment. ]

So you are the famous lover boy. Or infamous, as it were with this crew. You've succeeded where many have failed! Miss Heartleaf is rather beloved by her guests, after all. Are you prepared to defend yourself against this entire crew?

[ They're joking... probably. Especially since, rather than a lunge to close in an attack Gojo, the crewmates simply fall over onto the bar, heads resting on the counter as they just. Weep. Vaer shakes their head. ]

...Sensitive lot, they are.