"Things have 'een rather forgivin' to say at least. Most ta old crew though got old and left. So Sam how ya been?" The young boy asked clearly head over heels for the girl already.

The man and woman plopped down on the bed, exhausted. The pain from their wounds was nearly unbearable though after taking a moment to heal them it was all but a memory. "So what now?"
"What do you mean?" Toril asked looking over at the man.
"We're below deck in a pirate ship...what do we do now? I don't suppose that in our current state we should be doing much of anything, though I feel bad for not helping."
"Well first off we should start by finding a new set of clothes. Then maybe we should just get some rest." Toril said standing. "I'll be right back with some clothes." With that she left the cabin and made her way up on stage.

Samie smiled, she had missed Patrick and the ship,"I've been great. My siren voice makes me amazing at singing so I can get gigs almost anywhere. What have you been doing?" The siren saw Toril coming up onto deck and guessed she was looking for clothes. At the moment, Captain Otto was steering the ship, but he likely had some extra clothes in his quarters. "I'll be right back Patrick. Toril, come with me if you're looking for clothes."

Samie made her way towards her fathers room and walked inside and opened a chest label dry. She pulled out a new outfit that was her mothers when she would come on the ship, and a pair for both Toril and Onmund. Samie changed right there, seeing as she had changed in front of Toril many times now. "You an use these, but you won't get any extras."

(They both have something like this, just without the hat and the extra things)

"Um...Onmund isn't going to wear if a dress is he?" Toril asked looking at the garments before changing into them. She wasn't one for dresses but this would have to do for now, at least until her other clothes dried.

"Oh, no, no," Samie pulled another pair of clothes from the bin and handed them to Toril,"Are these fine?" The siren looked out the window, seeing the whole crew working on the sails and deck. It seemed that everyone one preparing for an attack from the soldiers. "Is Onmund going to be comfortable here with everyone else? He seemed uncomfortable just being in the same room as me this morning." Out the window, Samie could see mermaids and hippocampus jumping out of the water.

"I hope so...if not then I don't know what he will do." Toril said drawing the clothes close to her. "Can I ask you something rather personal?" The woman asked after a moment. She didn't wait for an answer before continuing on with the question. "Do you think I will make a good mother?"

"What? Are you pregnant? Why did you use yourself to stall the soldiers if you were pregnant? I mean, yeah, you would make a great mother, you just might need to calm down on the heroism for a while though," Samie tried to hide the shock of her being pregnant. She did not see Onmund as the kind of guy who would want to have sex or have children. "Are you sure Onmund wants to though? I don't seem him as wanting to be a father."

"What? No no...I'm not pregnant. Though we have talked about it, Onmund seems opposed to the very idea. I don't know what I should do. I think that a child would bring us close together yet I don't want to upset him by asking." Toril said placing her hands over her stomach. "How would you go about it?"

"Well, a child is a big commitment, and you have to make sure you really are ready. If you are just looking to grow closer to him then there must be some other thing you can do to bond. I would just ask him, but make sure he knows he doesn't have to say yes to make you happy," Samie was speaking out of the experience from her dad. He had loved her mother, but it would never work. "You need to make sure you will be with him forever if you have a child."

"I don't think there would be any reason I wouldn't love him, I vowed that when we married. I just don't know how he would react to being a dad." The woman took a breath closing her eyes for a moment. Why was she even asking this girl? "Do you think he would make a good father? I know you just met him and that you really don't know him all that well but...what do you think from what you have seen."

"I think he would be a great father, I just don't think he's ready for it," Samie started walking towards the door, clearly ticked off. She opened it and walked out, going straight to the edge of the ship to watch the hippocamps jump out of the water, their scales reflecting the sun.