Locke twitched an ear as he noticed Selkie's arm. He didn't ask about it, though. Instead... "Iffin ye don't mind me askin', wha' was yer crew like?"

They were amazing and from all over the world. You would feel right at home with my crew Locke. The navigator of the crew only spoke Spanish though and a handful of English words but the crew still accepted him and treated him like family. Yannis was my second in command, he has been a second father to me after my parents died, Yannis was the one who taught me how to be a captain. Selkie took a minute to wipe the tears away from his eyes, I miss them so much.


Unknown to Selkie, Yannis heard every word as he was below decks as a stowaway.

She started to sprint into the feilds

Locke stroked his chin thoightfully. "Hm."

Eva chased after her.

Selkie looked at Locke wondering what he was thinking.

After a moment, Locke noticed the look and glanced at Selkie. "Ah, never ye mind."

"What was your crew like?" Selkie managed, "Since you asked me about mine."

"Mostly Northerners like meself, an' a couple from else where tha' liked ta travel." Locke said with a shrug. "A pure merry bunch, tha's fer sure."

"Sounds like you had many great adventures with them." Selkie faked a smile.