our sins are washed away
Saiden arched an eyebrow at the woman's words. Then his brow furrowed, and he glanced around, wondering where the rest of the crew was that he was left stuck on welcome duty. Finally he shrugged and returned his attention to her. "Can you describe the man you were talking to?" He crossed his arms as he waited for her to respond.
However, he found his eyes widening as she grinned in a slightly deranged way. "Cannons?" He cocked his head to one side and met her grin with a matching one of his own. "Have you ever shot a cannon before?" The question came out in a conversational tone.
However, he found his eyes widening as she grinned in a slightly deranged way. "Cannons?" He cocked his head to one side and met her grin with a matching one of his own. "Have you ever shot a cannon before?" The question came out in a conversational tone.
