I’m not an artist I’m a fucking work of art
"I wouldn't know - I ain't ever seen a god or had one tell me know to make the comparison." Jack snorted. He touched the feet of the statue before a long voyage like every other Torchliner, and he looked to the stars to navigate the sky and thanked Safrin when the skies were clear enough to look properly. He thanked Rae for good weather and Frey for good pleasure, and that was the extent of his religion.
The idea of she and Raza being close had a smile spreading across his face, and it was not the sneer Eloise might expect. "She's a strong woman - you'd do well to know her better. Could kick my ass in a heartbeat," he muttered, with the closest thing to affection as the captain was likely to muster, and he headed across the deck towards his cabin.
Turning as he realised she meant to walk to her bunk instead, he nodded towards the cabin door, as if to tell her they weren't quite finished talking. Besides, she had asked the question, and this time she might recognise the way the captain grew very still, very careful, as though he were putting up mental defences. (Against what?)
"Not a single living soul," he told her simply. "You are it. And no, not as bait. As you say, why bother bringin' steel when I got someone who can make people believe their skin's meltin' off?"
The idea of she and Raza being close had a smile spreading across his face, and it was not the sneer Eloise might expect. "She's a strong woman - you'd do well to know her better. Could kick my ass in a heartbeat," he muttered, with the closest thing to affection as the captain was likely to muster, and he headed across the deck towards his cabin.
Turning as he realised she meant to walk to her bunk instead, he nodded towards the cabin door, as if to tell her they weren't quite finished talking. Besides, she had asked the question, and this time she might recognise the way the captain grew very still, very careful, as though he were putting up mental defences. (Against what?)
"Not a single living soul," he told her simply. "You are it. And no, not as bait. As you say, why bother bringin' steel when I got someone who can make people believe their skin's meltin' off?"
