Elizabeth has no desire to delve further into such things yet. Every time she thinks about it, her heart begins to race in an unpleasant fashion, her palms get hot, her neck starts to itch; symptoms of concern, surely.
A baby. On a pirate ship. Full of pirates who are at best partially loyal to their captain.
She will figure it out when the time comes.
"Help me with the sling." She reaches up toward the knot (a sailor's knot) at her shoulder, but Will is in a better position to untie it.
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Elizabeth has no desire to delve further into such things yet. Every time she thinks about it, her heart begins to race in an unpleasant fashion, her palms get hot, her neck starts to itch; symptoms of concern, surely.
A baby. On a pirate ship. Full of pirates who are at best partially loyal to their captain.
She will figure it out when the time comes.
"Help me with the sling." She reaches up toward the knot (a sailor's knot) at her shoulder, but Will is in a better position to untie it.