Roger nodded. People could be very prejudice. Though, Rebeca's status as an America probably worked for her benefit most of the time. She and Will could go to a lot of regions that Roger would be suspiciously watched. The tensions in Europe were on the rise. And a young man from Britain traveling in some of the other nations might be considered a spy. 

Still, Americans were a bit snobbed at times. Not everyone liked them. Though, it was hard to see someone who didn't like Rebeca. She was a sweet woman, kind, and ready with a smile. Her attitude made her very likable. Not that he liked her in any way other than an acquaintance. She was very well endowed and attractive, yes but not his type. Besides, he wasn't looking for love. Not at the moment. He wanted to get a stable job before he found someone. Not to mention, he was going to help Bea out. Until she was settled and found someone, he would be keeping an eye on her. Not only had he promised but she was his friend.

He glanced toward the door. "I'm going to see if they need any help." He grinned. "It was great chatting but I'm getting an itch to do something." He laughed and stood. "Rebeca, thank you very much for the tea. Bea, I'll be back."

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"She'll make it to Scotland." Estella was confident of that. She put a hand on the engine, leaning against it. "She's a tough ship. It will take more than a little crash to keep her down." 

She accepted the rag with a thankful smile. Brushing it against her face, she nearly froze at the question. It was thrown out, casual and seemingly without judgement but she had been on more than one receiving end of that question where the response flipped from kind to immediate hatred. There was a lot of Semitism, especially in some of the nations. 

She lowered the rag and brushed her hair back. Her expression slightly bit guarded, she nodded. "Yes." The Star of David hanging under her shirt become predominant in her mind as she met his gaze. She didn't act defensive or even snap - just cautious. "Will that be an issue?" She inquired. 

Though she didn't seem it, she studied him carefully. Her eyes picking up any subtle hints, any slight body language indicating it was. Oh he might say no but in reality mean yes. She mentally sighed as she realized that it was her Yiddish words that undoubtedly gave her away. She really needed to watch herself when working.