[She does exhale a quiet sigh of relief when he doesn't want to test hers, though. Her track record has been less than stellar, after all.]

I still have my rulebook. Was gonna burn it, but... figured if it came to somebody snooping through my shit, I'd be dead anyway. Hang on...

[She gives up the ice cream as a lost cause and sets it atop a hollowed-out coconut for now, instead moving to the trunk to fish out the journal she writes in every day. Tucked in between the pages is her role rulebook, which she passes over to Lief.]

The person you're talking to... that's Jacopo, isn't it?