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He crossed his arms at her snip, an eyebrow raising in curiosity. She didn't look as beaten up as Kale, but she wasn't exactly looking like a victor in this.

What did the Captain say to her? Then again, he did have a way in punishment. He also noted the fingers to her lips, but he didn't fully understand it. The rather buff male awkwardly looked side to side, not good with these 'mushy feelings' sort of talkings. "...Hey, what do ye say fer a good arm wrestlin?" He spoke with a toothy grin. Showing off ones macho always helped him!

He chuckled as he glided down to catch the rigging just below her, so she could see where he pointed. "The Northern star, it be 'bout 5 paces from the Big Spoon. And to be precise." He moved his hand again. "Early in the evenin, Mintaka be really close to either east or west. Depend'in where ye be at."

"East. But where exactly we be headin'? Only the cap'n knows that. Says it's bad luck." His dark eyes caught the burning streak, and he chuckled. Though with his scarred neck, it sounded little better than gravel. "Make a wish Slagathor." She seemed to be easing up, which was a relief to the muscle headed pae. Ever since she had arrived, he had been doing damage control. Talking up tales about her to shipmates, quickly squashing rumors. Not doing much, but just making the transition smoother for her as she adjusted to ship life.

He was fond of her, if only in a familial way. Though the crew would never let him live it down if it came to light that he was favoring her to his men. Each pirate on there believed to be Black Jacks personal best friend. Which made it easy to run communication from them to the ol' cap'n. "Though soon....We'll be passin a known dolphin route." He spoke almost off handedly, but it most certainly was an attempt to bring her further from her funk. "I could say, 'trip' and make a loud holler if I be seein them 'n' yer asleep."

His grin widened slightly at her excited tone. He'd did something good. "Well then, I guess you'd be fairly sleepy in about....I'd say two days." His eyes flicked back out to the horizon, as the last of the pink from sunset disappeared into dark black. When out in sea, away from any nearby lights or trees to obstruct view, it was incredible the amount of stars that dusted the sky above.

"How're ye fittin in? Are you glad to be here?" He looked from the sky to the shetani. "Lemme know, and I'm sure the cap'n'll set course back to the isle." In his own sweet time of course. Had to make it seem like 'his idea'.

"Boats move slow lass!" He exclaimed with a chuckle at her disappointment, before frowning lightly at her statement.

So, her funk had to do with the captain. "Really? I thought ye could handle anythin that old seadog could throw." He rested his head a bit on the mast before shaking it. "Now, anyone else could be talked to. Reasoned with. But the cap'n be more stubborn than barnacles on a hull. So...ye could either play his game. Or ship out." Honest, non sugar coated truth.

Darias? Crossing a line?

Never.

But he settled for an amused smile as she muled over what he said. Apparently it struck a thought. "I am?" First time a girl ever said that of him! Outside of the bedsheets.

He chuckled as she launched off. "G'luck lass." He murmured under his breath as he closed his eyes. The night was currently a calm one, best enjoy it while it lasted.

Meanwhile Darias was plagued with no such dilemma. He was leaning nonchalantly against a wall on the side of the ship, eyes staring up at the starry sky as he picked his teeth with a toothpick from dinner. He really needed to tell the cook to add a little less salt. And to be more careful with bones. A bit of bone was fine for the teeth, but more than three pieces in one bowl was where he drew the line!

As his eyes were already up on the sky, it wasn't hard to see a midnight figure circling above like a bird of prey. Which one of his crew was that? He frowned, plucking out the toothpick a moment before the figure dive bombed in front of him. His steel blue eyes focused sharply, instantly recognizing the shetani. "Androme-" She moved so quickly, he couldn't even get out her name before she was pressed against him.

Her lips, so soft. A vast contrast to his rough, sea salt ravaged set. With her earlier distaste of him, he honestly was at a loss of what to do. Hold her? Expect a knife to the belly? Feel his pockets later for missing coin?

She was warm though. He almost forgot the pleasures of a woman.

As the seconds ticked by, his mind racing, the male just barely started to lift his hands hesitantly. But almost like she knew, the female stepped away. Their eyes locked, her gaze confident and coy, his one of confusion. And then she started striding off.

This was why he didn't have female pirates! Way too many head games. He shook his head while turning on a heel. "H-hey! Ye git back 'ere!" She had some explaining to do! He quickly started after her, though she had quite the head start. He just rounded the corner in time to see her almost run into the mast. Which was odd, as the mast never changed location and she had been on his vessel for six months.

Tonight was a strange night.