our sins are washed away
As the redheaded woman described the man she'd encountered, Saiden's eyes narrowed slightly. Then he laughed, the sound bright, friendly, and inviting. "Aye, that sounds like Jack." Winking lazily, the expression more playful than flirtatious, the Hali dropped his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Don't tell him I said this, but he hits the bottle a little too hard." He gave her a secretive smile, features and tone amused.
Holding out a hand, he grinned. "I'm Saiden." As she asked about the cannons, he arched an eyebrow. "Better wait until the captain has a chance to confirm with you." Then he glanced at the nearest hatch. "Until then, I can get you situated below decks. You hungry?" He cocked his head to one side as he waited for her response.
Holding out a hand, he grinned. "I'm Saiden." As she asked about the cannons, he arched an eyebrow. "Better wait until the captain has a chance to confirm with you." Then he glanced at the nearest hatch. "Until then, I can get you situated below decks. You hungry?" He cocked his head to one side as he waited for her response.
