[Well now if this isn't a strange sight. There's no tome in her hands, but Naesala assumes it must be some form of magic. He should probably be more careful just in case. He eyes the trail she leaves now that he's adjusted a bit more to the light from the ship.]

You certainly sound sincere. [Said not unkindly, with a hint of a question.] However, saying things like that, someone might mistake it for a threat. A bit inconsistent with your rather generous offer.