Daniel was enjoying the observations the crew members had voiced of him to a strange degree. They seemed just as observant as himself sometimes, while others displaying less and more attention to detail. His natural expression had become that of one pondering over the rough years at sea. His right eyebrow twitched at the end from Iris' comment. A burst of curiosity flared within him, begging to prod her as to what his actions did in fact say. In her statement, she had practically said what she saw; a wound up and over cautious man. Daniel sighed lightly as he pulled materials out of the small crate, setting supplies on the shelf. 

[b]"Any good sailor 'as t' keep his whits 'bout h'm."[/b] Daniel offered in response. This crew did seem well meshed as well as balanced. They were all very kind to him, to kind to what he had experienced. A slight smile broke across his features as to the irony of the situation. Between Avery, Bane and Iris, the crew was doing their best to make him feel welcome but instead it screamed a warning in his ears. In the pirating world a kind favor here would mean a costly and inconvenient time of payment later. 

[b]"What is th' Cap'n's normal behav'er?"[/b] Daniel inquired, since apparently he only know her long enough to know her 'unusual' behavior. Normal behaviour would be good for the doctor of the vessel to know so he can treat properly. [b]"Do it 'ave t' do wi'' th' pieces she be after?" [/b] He continued to stock the shelves, leaving some medicinal herbs in the crate. He was thankful that he could talk with Scarlet soon about the storage and distribution of such items.

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[color=c4df9b][b]"Well, I may not call him a friend but he did come to my aid."[/b][/color] Amelia commented shyly. She took Scarlet's hand and let herself be lead by the passionate woman towards the doctor's quarters and work area.