[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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[ 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. ]