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A Sable and her Ship find their Crew
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She strokes her hair. "Why's that?"

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"If I died there would be questions. It held them back more than none."

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Sudden protective squeeze.

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She squeezes her Captain and Stowaway both.

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A slow breath, then, "At least you're here now. And never seeing those fools again unless it's to watch me pitch them overboard."

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"They stay on the Surface," she says firmly. 

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"Surface it is," she says with a nod.

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Huggle. "Your hair is pretty."

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A warm smile, a faint blush, a tight squeeze, and more snuggling. "Awww, thank you! You're rather pretty yourself."

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Shit.

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A hissed breath in and a protective squeeze. "Sorry for reminding you of them."

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"--Oh, my guardians didn't do--anything like that--and once I got away from them, I could run away from whatever. It's just people haven't always been polite about telling me I was pretty is all."

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She almost growls, for a moment. "They should have been. You deserve better."

She shakes her head ruefully. "Going and educating them all on this obvious fact would cost time I could better spend taking care of you or teaching you about zailing or making you smile, though, so I'll have to leave them be."

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"--Do sailors down here not whistle?"

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"I've definitely known plenty of zailors who whistle shanties while they work, yeah. Always envied them a little, 'cause no matter how anyone tried to teach me, I can't whistle."

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"No, not shanties, whistling at girls."

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"...They do what now?"

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"They whistle? At girls? Like--" she does a credible imitation of a wolf-whistle. "And sometimes they say things."

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This gets another protective squeeze and a headshake. "I have not encountered that before. Sounds like some entitled foolishness, treating girls like that."

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"I don't know about entitled...they didn't seem to expect the girls to come over, even when they said to."

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The Skipper huffs, shakes her head, snuggles the Stowaway tighter, and scritches her. "No, I mean the assumption that their comments are even welcome at all. They act like they're entitled to express every desire they have, to anyone, regardless of how it might not be appreciated. Yes, it's sad that they don't have people sharing love with them, but that doesn't make it everyone's problem, or mean that any random girl on the street will appreciate their attention."

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"I don't think...love...is the thing they wanted."

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"No, I rather suspect it isn't. It's brighter and truer than they even know how to want."

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