Everything about her life since the docks was confusing, terrifying even, but this, this was something different. He seemed so ashamed to have been touching her. And she didn't know what to think. Her mind noted the irony of spending so many nights afraid that he would come to her bunk. And now that he had, well, now she felt the ache of rejection. She hugged herself tightly in the darkness, wondering if she had lost herself. Wondering if it was right to want a man that had bought her outright. From a pirate, no less. Kira's confusion led to an aching sense of loneliness. She wanted him to want her. She wanted him to watch out for her. The way her father used to. The way he no longer could. ~~~~~~~~~~ Below deck, the sailors crowded around a worn table, watching their Captain take on a burly sailor named Tiny. Hands clasped tightly, both of the sailors roared and grunted, wrestling against the strength of the other. Shouts and jeers went up from both sides, as the tide tipped in Marcus' favor then quickly turned back.
