The tugging on his shirt sleeves stills him, and after a brief time finding himself brusquely adjusted, he could not help but smile. “I’ve gotten too comfortable among the crew, I think.” He had not lost his naval discipline by any stretch – rather, he recognized the fact that adhering to it when he needed to appeal himself to pirates would not be at all endearing, and so he had endeavored to relent in certain areas that were more immediately notable, to make it easier for them to accept him. Now, it came without thought – though he supposed there were limits to it. “Thank you,” He offered, making a note of what the captain preferred, so he might be able to replicate it consistently.
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