I'll see if Chikusa can sew some onto a pair for you, when we meet with them.

[There was a larger town a day or two down the road, and once there, Mukuro would be able to send word to his faithful followers. Most likely they had been tracking the ship, and shouldn't be too far behind. He could have them stop by one of his many safehouses to retrieve enough treasure to sate the siren, if all went well.

He tilted his head to the side to glance back at her with a neutral expression at that, though his eyes glittered ominously.]

Among other things. [Then, before that could properly sink in:] Take care of the pig, if you please.

[Since she had those convenient claws.]