"I suppose there is truth in that." mentioned Calypso. Though now Azazel pretty much had her undivided attention. As he walked towards her she seemed to become infinitely more curious. One he arrived before her, his finger met her chin. Such an occurrence was rather rare, as there were dozens of enchantments upon this woman's person which usually kept people from making personal or physical contact with her. But she supposed that the rules she'd worked into those spells wouldn't apply to Azazel. It would seem rather interesting things were coming out of this black haired man's mouth and she was rather excited to see where it was going, only... the ship shook again. "Ugh... I am never going to hear the end of that sentence." she said, not in response to Azazel but about the shaking of their vessel. She knew what would be coming next and as such she simply waited and soon enough she found herself teleported to the top of a giant rock which was falling upon their airship with the other members of their guild and their leader.
Now being asked a very specific question, she shrugged still seated atop her crystal ball as if unamused. "You are asking? I figured he'd be in cinders already." the woman said a tad bit more ruthlessly than she normally managed to be. Of course, she'd been a bit annoyed by their constant interruptions and right at the moment she was sure there was something else she could be doing. "So, should I just wait on fixing the ship?"