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Cosette smiled as Jonathan wrapped an arm around her waist. She let her head rest on his shoulder her hair draping over his chest like a velvet pillow. "She helped me out in the kitchen, I figured it was the best place for us to lend a hand."

She smiled as she rested on his lap and motioned to the tray. "Would you like to eat?"

Cosette smiled and leaned over on his lap, balancing her weight across his legs so she could strech out and pick up the closest plate. Juggling the plate along with the knife and fork she slowly moved in against Jonathan's warm chest again. Placing the plate across her lap she quickly cut off a peice of the steak and with a smile brought the fork up to his lips.

Jonathan grinned to himself as he took the piece of meat offered by Cosette into his mouth. He continued eating the meal, all the while watching the new girl cross the room to the bookshelf and scanning the titles. "There is not much need of someone who is good with figures at the moment," he replied politely to the woman. "We already have a quartermaster on hand. But we do have need of people with training in multiple skills in seafaring." The captain politely set Cosette down from his lap into her chair and continued, in a more professional manner, "Under my command, no man or woman on this ship is useless, so long as they can fight in combat or perform their duties. If you ever need assistance in learning the ropes, so to say, I am always willing to help." Jonathan smirks to himself as his tone turns back to his usual semi-lecherous self, "Especially one such as you with... potential...."

While the others on the ship went on with their business, Shun continued to keep to himself, doing odd and end jobs around deck to help keep himself from getting bored while they sailed. For the most part, he was perfectly fine being on his own. Being on a ship full of pirates, it generally wasn't too wise to strike up strong alliances anyway. The only person he really had any sort of interest in was Ara, but she seemingly disappeared during that battle with those mutated beings earlier.

Eh... I don't really need to be around her anyway..

As he took a break from his duties, he just let out a small sigh and ran his hand through is hair while leaning against the main mast of the Dementia.

Jonathan let out a hearty laugh. "A woman with priorities!" he exclaimed. "That is something of a rarity here. I do like that." The man gets up off his seat and goes over to where his musket is, standing up at the head of the bed. "Sadly, I'm not much of a fighter," he proclaims, tapping the barrel with his finger. "Marksman and tactician, yes, but fighter... no. You'll have to find someone more suited to the art of swordplay if you wish instruction."

After waiting around rather idly and doing nothing for a little longer, Shun went ahead and stepped below deck to head into the kitchen. At the moment, he didn't feel all too hungry just yet, but grabbing something to help quench a growing thirst he had would be nice.

It took him a little while to find the kitchen, considering he hadn't fully become acquainted with the ship's interior. But he would get it down sooner or later. And upon entering the room, he found that it was devoid of any of the other crew members for now. The two women, that were headed here, he saw earlier on deck must have wandered off to some other part of the ship.

Shrugging to himself on this, the man just scrounged around the area for some water while thinking about the battle once more. Perhaps later on, if he had room an time, he'd just practice by himself a bit. He wanted to make sure his skills remained sharp in the case the ship got itself into another battle.

Jonathan smiled and nodded at the girl. "Aye, you may borrow whatever you please," he noted with a bit of smug pride. After all, they weren't his books, and he wasn't responsible for them. Their real owner was probably stuck away on some god-forsaken island's midwife's house, cursing at herself about the lack of alcohol she has. "I do enjoy the company of learned scholars and those hungry for knowledge."
The captain points to the door as he continues, "You might find some people more suited to teach you out on the deck. After all, the ones who aren't working the rigging or other important duties are our usual meatshields in combat, serving no general purpose other than to kill and be killed." Jonathan winked, "Do not fret if you choose to become one of them, however, since they are just as valuable and important to this crew as a navigator or lookout."

Tawny smiled at them both. Gave them a polite little half-bow, and moved for the door. "I do believe I'm going to take my leave." she said. "Go meet the meatshields. Would you like me to get anything from the galley? Or take anything with me? Get rid of some of those dishes, or fetch more wine?" She looked at both Cosette and the captain, extending her offer to them both.