Licyn winks at one of the sailors at Jim's words, running a hand through his hair after with an almost theatric sigh.
"Never been one for inaction," he says, shaking his head. His smile turns rueful, but he's also looking back toward the straggling line of their little group, and the first mate who's re-emerged from a conference with his captain. "Think you're up for a chat with the man in charge, love."
Nodding his head to the first mate, and flashing a wider grin to the two sailors. Lahontan scoffs, but Chaed grins right on back.
"Catch you later, if I'm lucky."
It's heading away, chattering on about the weather (when will it turn, what he makes of those clouds, is it a curse, and so on) not so much for answers, because those are works in progress that don't have much to do with him or Jim, and more curious to the effect of, "Think there's any reason to keep an eye on where they store that equipment?"
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"Never been one for inaction," he says, shaking his head. His smile turns rueful, but he's also looking back toward the straggling line of their little group, and the first mate who's re-emerged from a conference with his captain. "Think you're up for a chat with the man in charge, love."
Nodding his head to the first mate, and flashing a wider grin to the two sailors. Lahontan scoffs, but Chaed grins right on back.
"Catch you later, if I'm lucky."
It's heading away, chattering on about the weather (when will it turn, what he makes of those clouds, is it a curse, and so on) not so much for answers, because those are works in progress that don't have much to do with him or Jim, and more curious to the effect of, "Think there's any reason to keep an eye on where they store that equipment?"