( Emilia does not return his smile, remaining somewhat aloof in turn, but inwardly, she does think of how good it would feel to cast silentium on him and every man on this ship. If only for a night. ) And against those who need.
( The captain asked not for coins or goods in exchange for passage. Merely (sainted) protection.
This one reminds her of Envy, a bit. She evaluates him, the grease of his smile and the craft in his words. Little in stature she may be, but her words are measured, hiding the sharpness of knives as she nods in dignity and turns to look back into the night. ) To the tides turning, then.
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( The captain asked not for coins or goods in exchange for passage. Merely (sainted) protection.
This one reminds her of Envy, a bit. She evaluates him, the grease of his smile and the craft in his words. Little in stature she may be, but her words are measured, hiding the sharpness of knives as she nods in dignity and turns to look back into the night. ) To the tides turning, then.