Molly looked toward Archibald when he stepped out onto the deck. She smiled at him, "Well, don't you look like a right captain."

She grinned then looked at her own clothes, they were the same from the day before. Sadly, it was very unlikely that there was a woman on ship, unless she happened to be the merchant's daughter. Which meant that other than the possible fine dress, there wasn't anything really for Molly to wear. She decided that she would go and look through all the rooms once everyone was a wake, maybe there was a particularly small man and a large breasted man on the ship. She laughed a little at the thought and looked back over the ocean. She loved the scent of the salt water, "Starting to regret anything yet?"