"Good girl," he murmured as he kept on guiding her, "Let's get you all spiffied up, shall we?" it was in his nature to take advantage of any given situation, and right now... well, his instincts were telling him that grooming this cute little thing and flirting with her once she'd settled in for the night, would be payment enough for the hasty rescue. Once a pirate, always a pirate, he though grimly as he guided her; the diference between him and most other males that looked for roughly the same thing he did.... was that he never offered more than the girls would take, and he never harmed them. He was above that; true, he did not believe in love, but his approah towards it and life was seemingly entirely diferent. And healthier, he thought vaguely as he nuzzled her pelt, feeling her melt slowly and eargerly against him; rescueing them was always worth it. Even if it only lasted for a night.