[ She laughs. Oh, they're idiots, every one, half treat her as a daughter and the other half would rather she were warming their beds instead of standing on the deck. But they're hers, every one. ]
I'd throw them to the sea. [ Like it's a mild correction, it comes with a smile. ] Do you travel with anyone?
[Well, he can't work around that question. He idly rakes his claws through the fur of his arm and stares up at the sky above them.] Less of a crew, more like a bunch of misfits I picked up and never got rid of. They're not so bad though, even if most of them are still asleep. [Muttered:] Lazy jerks.
[ She does not pray, and the Drowned God may not hear her all the way, if he has followed them. And though they can both stand on their own two feet, that is not a reason they both should do it forever. ]
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I'd throw them to the sea. [ Like it's a mild correction, it comes with a smile. ] Do you travel with anyone?
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[ She does not pray, and the Drowned God may not hear her all the way, if he has followed them. And though they can both stand on their own two feet, that is not a reason they both should do it forever. ]