our sins are washed away
Saiden smiled brightly at Melita's response. "Somehow I'm not surprised." Tone admiring, he gave her a pleased nod. As she mentioned that she was a match for any of the other sailors, his smile blossomed into a full on and cheeky grin. "They won't know what hit them." He winked at her, though it was playful rather than flirtatious.
Shrugging, he put his hands on his hips. "Can definitely be arranged." Then he grimaced a bit. "She's a bit...of a chatterbox. And nosy. So it's best to get in and get out as quickly as you can." It was clear he wasn't particularly fond of the quartermistress.
Shrugging, he put his hands on his hips. "Can definitely be arranged." Then he grimaced a bit. "She's a bit...of a chatterbox. And nosy. So it's best to get in and get out as quickly as you can." It was clear he wasn't particularly fond of the quartermistress.
