Claire just smiled at him. Like they always say, kill them with kindness. "Oh yes, your royal Highness." She said, mimicking a bow as she dropped to her knees and took the rag, squeezing any excess water out. "Thanks." She mumbled to the crew mate as she began to scrub the wooden exterior of the ship. She'd get off here, then she'd be gone, it would only be a matter of time. There was no way she was going to spend the rest of her life on a [i]pirate[/i] ship, and if the captain thought that, well he must be drinking one too many bottles of rum.