"Do not put words in my mouth, and it is not, my village." Rhianwen said quickly. Stopping, she seemed surprised at herself. Why was she objecting? It made no sense. "Hn..I-I mean..fine...good to hear....." Standing slowly, she cleaned up her dishes. "Thank you for a fine meal. You were taught well."

"You are very welcome." He bows his head in respect and opens the door for her. "Quincy can help you with your things. I am sorry for the trouble I have caused you. Good night." He closes the door behind her and sits at the foot of his bed.

Rhianwen sighed, standing outside the door to the captain's room. "Way to go Rhia, nice job making friends....." Feeling a bit guilty, the young woman made her way to the room she had been directed to, what she assumed would be her room.

Quincy is startled when the door opens. "Oh! Young lady! I'm so sorry, I didn't know you would be back so soon." He puts down his tools and begins to put them away into his bag. "I was making you another pair. I wasn't sure how long you will be on board." He shuffles himself to the door, hobbling with his cane and bag. "Is there anything else I can provide you? Tea? Pastry? Rum?"

"No need to be sorry." she quickly reassurred him. "No, I am ok. Thank you sir Quincy." Rhianwen looked over at the man, smiling slightly. "Do you think I should stay?"

"I can not answer that question for you. I, myself, asked the same question and decided that it was best to stay- especially to benefit the future of my now adult children and grand children." He lowers his voice to a whisper. "You need to excuse Orcinus and his silly tactics. His background regarding the king is not a very good one..."

"I see. Thank you for your insight." Rhianwen turned to sit on the small bed before stopping Quincy once more. "Do you like it? Is--is it worth it...serving under the captain?" she whispered softly, debating in her mind.

"I don't regret my decision one bit. I must admit, I felt the exact same you do right now- debating whether or not to leave this ship due to what you witnessed. Trust me, what the captain told you is all truth. Once we arrive back to the village we got you from, you will see what progress his crew does. Have a good night, you have had a very long day and need your rest. You sure you don't need any more of my services?"

"I-I'm sure. Thank you." Rhianwen bowed her head in appreciation, taking a deep breath. With this, the young woman marched over to Orcinus's room. Gathering her composure, she lifted her fist and rapped on the door. "Captain Orcinus!"

"Just a moment please." Orcinus places his quill back into the ink jar and puts on his formal robe before approaching the door and opening it. "You called?"

"Yes.....I um...well...aw dammit...um....." she cursed, trying to recollect her words. She had it perfect too! Rhianwen frowned, Taking a deep breath in and letting it out slowly, hoping it would help. It didn't. "I um....I need to tell you something....." the young maiden began.

Orcinus steps to the side, allowing her into his quarters and stepping over to the stove, taking an ancient looking kettle from a shelf behind him and lighting a fire on the stove top. "What will it be? Earl Gray? Indian Chai? Matcha Green?" He sorts through his assortment of fine teas.

"Oh..um...you really needn't go through the trouble...but..um..if you really insist, Indian Chai..." she responded, taken aback by his automatic offer and his efforts to make her comfortable. It was odd to her. Taking a deep breath once more, she hoped it would work this time. Nope. Crap.

Watching the captain, Rhianwen found her voice. "I just..well, I wanted to say that, I never make a deal or a promise I don't intend to keep...."

Orcinus is taken aback. "What do you mean?" He places the pot on the stove and the water starts to simmer. He pulls a tin from the shelf and takes a scoop of herbs out of it and doing the same with a few others. He then mixes all of these herbs together and places them into a ball strainer. "And why are you so nervous? I am not going to hurt you- nor is any member of my crew."

"I'm not nervous!" Rhianwen exclaimed indignantly, standing up and frowning at Orcinus, face flushing faint red in embarassment and irritation. "Just collecting my thoughts. And how am I suppossed to trust that if you said 99% of your crew are perverts?" Turning her back to Orcinus, the female continued. "What I mean is, I'll stay. I made a deal, I'll keep my end of the bargain."

"Well I will allow you to make that decision for yourself tomorrow when we return to the village." The pot starts to whistle and Orcinus takes it from the stove and pours it over the ball of herbs. "Is that all you needed to tell me?" He looks up at her as he stops pouring. "And do you put anything into your tea?"

"I made my descision already." Rhianwen stated simply, looking over at him. "....honey..."
The maiden undid her hair, retying it behind her in a simple ponytail. "Like I said, you needn't have gone through the trouble." Sitting at the edge of her seat, Rhianwen avoided the captain's eyes, sighing.

Orcinus pours her a cup and adds some honey and does the same with his. "Well that makes it easy for me, that's how I prefer mine as well." He sets the cup down in front of her and sits across from her. "So... I told you a bit about myself earlier. Since you are now a member of my crew, I would like to know a little bit more about you as well." He takes a sip at his tea.

"What do you want to know?" was all she said, sitting sideways in the chair. Stirring the warm beverage, Rhianwen gently placed the spoon down on the saucer as she sipped her tea. Perfect.
"Are you sure those men will not try anything? You yourself said 99 percent of your crew are perverts. So tell me, how well should I lock my door tonight?"

"I was saying that as a word of warning because I really honestly don't know how they will react. Most of my crew has never been within a few feet of a woman before. They might... get curious. Quincy will stay near your cabin but you might want to lock your doors the first few nights- just in case." He takes another sip, stirring at the cup every few seconds. "But I'd like to more know about your background and you also mentioned that the town really isn't your town, what did you mean by that?"

"Exactly what I said. I am not from that town. My mother was. My mother and father lived in the capitol city, the one where the king lives. I am 20 years old. I like animals. And if any man tries to touch me, especially without my consent, I will castrate them and make them eat it." Rhianwen went silent afterwards, sipping her tea and letting her eyes scan the room.

Orcinus laughs a little. "That last comment you said reminds me of what my mother would say to any of the crew members before she was murdered. She would say 'I'll castrate you with a spoon if you try anything'. Since then they have all been afraid of women." He takes another sip and studies her a little. "So you said you are originally from the capital. You do know that is my final target, correct? But I promise you I will do tactics a little differently next time in order to avoid casualties."

"I'm sorry to hear that about your mother." Rhianwen said, smiling slightly at the thought of a mother telling people they'd castrate a man with a spoon.
With a frown, Rhianwen stood, knowing she dared not tell this man anything more about her history. "I think it's time I bid you good night." the girl turned to leave after one last sip of tea to drain the cup.

Seeing as she seems to be a little uncomfortable he allows her to go. "Goodnight." He takes her saucer and cup and brings them over to the counter and then returns to his desk to get back to what he was working on.

Retreating to her room, Rhianwen ignored curious stares or glances thrown her way. Sprawling out on the bed with a sigh, she gazed up at the ceiling. "This is gonna be chaos..."