He had made up his mind.
Regardless of what his sister might have thought and her lack of faith in him, he knew that he was more than capable of becoming a Reaver. He had lived in the Roguelands his entire life before joining, that should make him uniquely qualified to explore it and acquire resources from it. Granted, she may have had a valid point in that they had been under the care of their father for a large portion of their lives but Destati had taught them a thing or two.
Hell, even their father had said to find purpose.
Now that he was settled in his intentions he did need to do a few things though, and one of those was to pick the brain of a Reaver or otherwise who had been out on a Viking. A little advice on where best to go, which tactics to use, and perhaps even which Captain to request to serve under in that period wouldn't go amiss.
Take that, Dione. He had definitely come prepared with questions!
Alas, the one thing he had not come prepared for was which of the Reavers was around and which could be arsed with speaking to him at that precise moment in time!
Small details and all that...
Tanakako