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There's still only a certain amount of sunlight that Yvaine is willing to be exposed to at any given time - so when she steps out of the relative darkness of the kitchen it's only under the shade of a rather ridiculously wide-brimmed hat with an equally ridiculous feather sticking out of the top. She can't say that she is particularly fond of Tobias' sense of fashion. Or even if she's certain that the hat is actually Tobias' ... or a decidedly unamusing way to make her look like an idiot.

Either way it keeps the sun off of her face well enough that she doesn't care.

And from what she can tell from Tristran's current display of sword fighting prowess she could probably take him if he did decide to make fun of her - or her hat. A fact which prompts a wide grin over the clashing and clanging and thumping as she reclines on one of the barrels off to the side of the deck.

It's not like she's one to turn down free entertainment.