Will raised a reddish eyebrow up at the other man, feeling the hint of defiance in his tone. “You know what, I'll go get you some help,” he said with a sigh, heading out of the engine room. “Lord knows you need it.”

He headed straight for his daughter, huffing and grumbling to himself the whole time. He wasn’t angry just yet, but he was certainly annoyed by this whole thing. It would have been far less so if the man had just said something earlier instead of waiting until the last minute.

“Becs” he said as he came into the galley to find Rebeca cleaning up from breakfast and putting the kettle on for more coffee. “Go fetch that girl, I might have made a mistake.”

She turned to look at him and gave him a very forgiving smile. “Yeah sure, in a minute. You want me to tell her you’re hiring her?” Will just huffed and threw his hands up in the air, letting her decide on her own. With a laugh, she finished up and headed out again to find Estella.

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Bea let him take the briefcase from her. She didn't mind carrying it, but she also had no problems letting Roger carry it either. “Of course,” she chuckled, smiling over at him as they walked. “One of these days she is going to have to realize that you are not the devil.”

Looking back ahead of them, she went on, “you didn't forget anything, did you? Now would be the time to remember it.” She was sure she hadn't forgot anything. But that sometimes meant that she actually had. But whatever it might have been couldn't be too important if she forgot it.