It would almost be sad to see the goblin go, but in the grand scheme of things Kalia wouldn't miss him terribly. He'd likely be happier off the ship by that point, and have found people his antics meshed better with. People who wouldn't be so harmed by it, or who had the ability to properly wrangle him. Kalia waved a hand. "No offense taken. Religion isn't for everyone." She paused with her hand in the air, then gradually brought it back to her chin. "You wouldn't have to be the leader forever. Just until someone else was found who could take over. Maybe not even that long, if it really rubs you the wrong way," Kalia rubbed her chin, tipping her head to the side in thought, "A council might work for a time, if it needed to. Someone has to lead the Half-Elf Alliance, but that someone doesn't necessarily need to be you."