"Puttin' it mildly," the Ghoul replied with a soft chuff and a trace of a wry smile, that faded into a thoughtful purse as she went on. "Yeah, I remember. Stand by what I said. Ain't got nothin' worth stealin', and it don't seem like this is the kinda place where there's a robust slave trade. Ain't sayin' we shouldn't watch our backs, but. Ain't gonna worry 'bout it that much til we got anything worth takin'."