( It's said with the sort of innocence generally reserved for young animals and forlorn babes, which transforms Mr. Eames' face into something entirely, unfortunately unnatural.
Another sippy-sip of his rum will help that, he s'pposes — and recalls his manners enough to wipe the end of his bottle with the flat of his palm, before offering it over to the good doctor. Sharing be carin', and this here, a man who works himself for'em, to the bone. )
Just not helpin'. Don't know why. Me, I'm healthy as a fiddle. You throw anything at me, you do it now, I'm on me feet. Erryday, five o' the morning, with the sun. I'm walking the deck, like I should, as it be befitting my station. I'm helpin' with every chore. Ask me! Any. I eat cleanly, drink me water.
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( It's said with the sort of innocence generally reserved for young animals and forlorn babes, which transforms Mr. Eames' face into something entirely, unfortunately unnatural.
Another sippy-sip of his rum will help that, he s'pposes — and recalls his manners enough to wipe the end of his bottle with the flat of his palm, before offering it over to the good doctor. Sharing be carin', and this here, a man who works himself for'em, to the bone. )
Just not helpin'. Don't know why. Me, I'm healthy as a fiddle. You throw anything at me, you do it now, I'm on me feet. Erryday, five o' the morning, with the sun. I'm walking the deck, like I should, as it be befitting my station. I'm helpin' with every chore. Ask me! Any. I eat cleanly, drink me water.
( And... more than that. )