[littl3chocobo]

the boy damaris came out again to collect mugs and the captain's dinner, the mugs were always empty but the plate was usually full, he could see a couple bites taken from his pudding and a little of the cheese was gone too but the rest remained mostly untouched. the captain had drunk the water though. he quickly went back to the kitchen to cut the pudding down refill glasses and get the apples. he knew men at sea often suffered for lack of fruit and his aunt always made him bring some out when they had it.



later when everyone had their fill and had wandered out to the festivities his aunt came to him in the kitchen where he was washing dishes 'you best not talk to that pirate, lad' auntie looked exceedingly sour today. 'he wants more than pudding and ale and i will not lose you to the sea like my brother' she made a face 'you leave the likes of him alone' she left him then to make up the cots for the men when they returned. he took her words into himself but he could not understand them. he knew nothing of his father other than he was the brother to his aunt and he left before damaris was born. he did not understand what she meant of the captain either, as far as he knew the captain would eat drink and stay in his quarters then go out at night to the houses of ill repute. he muddled over the words for the rest of the night all the way until he tucked himself into his pallet on the floor that night next to his sleeping aunt