i just wanna be a good passenger

flora

Sighing softly, Flora would have been content merely to lean against Jack for the next few hours, simply watching the way the white caps far out on the sea bled into waters so teal that they made her think of sour candy and sweet nectar. It was as close to intimate as the pair could get given their various injuries, but one of the (many) benefits in dating a telepath was the ability for Flora to completely share herself with Jack in a way that most couples could only manage with their clothes off and with one (or both) ramming some part into the other.

Glancing shrewdly up at the captain, Flora very nearly elbows him in the ribs before thinking better of it. She does imagine it though, assuming that to be sufficient punishment for his laughter which sounded a lot like disbelief. "No, I'm saying that I was appropriately skeptical of someone asking for aid in a very strange situation. I mean, he'd clearly fallen, but his cane was just sitting there, upright on the bridge like someone had left it there. Definitely seems like one of those things you'd hear about in stories." Only...in a story, not helping the cripple was probably the thing which would result in being eaten or cursed or whatever, so maybe Flora shouldn't actually have thought too hard about it.

"Listen Linda. I know Ludo normally shows up in rags and a mask, but he always appeared to my dad as this...like gaunt kid and that's kind of what this guy looked like." Imagining Niki in her mind, if his cheekbones were made sharper and his strange eyes all the more sunken to prove her point, so what?

"But then I helped him, he said he hoped I didn't die on my way out of the Greatwood, and then gave me his business card if I ever needed anything."

The rumors are terrible and cruel
But honey, most of them are true

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!